Saturday 4 October 2014

Chekov: the pop single.

Oh...

The father's dead, and there's a useless son
People suffer for a sin they haven't done.
They mourn for a life so lately lost
And his wife's getting pumped off the Lord Provost...

Three Sisters, Three Sisters
It really is a shame
Three SistersThree Sisters
They're emotionally lame
Three SistersThree Sisters
It's funny all the same.

McShane's the man, he runs the ship
Impresses the ladies with his kit
He helps his family all he can
And looks like a 70s Action Man.

Three SistersThree Sisters
It really is a shame
Three SistersThree Sisters
They're emotionally lame
Three SistersThree Sisters
It's funny all the same.

Middle sister Maddy falls for his star
She gets stuck on this Jolly Jack Tar
But he has to leave for a colder clime
She'll feel sad for the rest of time.

Three SistersThree Sisters
It really is a shame
Three SistersThree Sisters
They're emotionally lame
Three SistersThree Sisters
It's funny all the same.

Him off Doctor Who plays a drunken fool
He loses all his cash and acts like a tool.
He wears pyjama trousers and slugs back sherry:
He killed some old dear who fell off the ferry.

Three SistersThree Sisters
It really is a shame
Three SistersThree Sisters
They're emotionally lame
Three SistersThree Sisters
It's funny all the same.

He pals about with the son and heir
Who marries a slut who gets west end airs
She thinks she is, but she ain't all that.
She's probably known to sailors as saucy Nat.

Three SistersThree Sisters
It really is a shame
Three SistersThree Sisters
They're emotionally lame
Three SistersThree Sisters
It's funny all the same.

Poor Renee is the youngest, she is rather hot.
Longs to be romantic, but love she has felt not.
Chekov treats her kindly, then he plays a nasty joke.
On the day of marriage, a yobbo shoots her bloke.

Three SistersThree Sisters
It really is a shame
Three SistersThree Sisters
They're emotionally lame
Three SistersThree Sisters
It's funny all the same.

If you are looking for a moral here,
Three Sisters offers nothing clear.
Life is shit, men are fools, the future groans and grinds...

BUT

you can be a classic author 
by writing
THE SAME ONE PLAY 
(THE SAME ONE PLAY)
FOUR TIMES....

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