Shakespeare Caroling (2021 Edition)
Happy holidays, everyone! It's time for one of the GEB's favorite holiday traditions: Shakespeare caroling! Use these links to see the carols we wrote in 2019 and 2020.
(There's No Place Like) Home for the Holidays (The Fontane Sisters)
Oh, there's no place like Rome for a love affair,
'Cause no matter how far away you roam,
When you pine for sunshine of her window glare,
For a love affair, you can't beat Rome, sweet Rome.
She met a boy who was a Montague,
He was headin' for,
A masquerade ball, and some beef and barley stew.
From the castle, folks are travelin'
To Verona's violent streets,
From the quarto to the folio,
Gee, this playwright is terrific.
Oh, there's no place like Rome for a love affair,
'Cause no matter how far away you roam,
If you want to be star-crossed in a million ways,
For a love affair, you can't beat Rome, sweet Rome.
She met a boy who was a Montague,
He was headin' for,
A masquerade ball, and some beef and barley stew.
From the castle, folks are travelin'
To Verona's violent streets,
From the quarto to the folio,
Gee, this playwright is terrific.
Oh, there's no place like Rome for a love affair,
'Cause no matter how far away you roam,
If you want to be star-crossed in a million ways,
For a love affair, you can't beat Rome, sweet Rome.
For a love affair, you can't beat Rome, sweet Rome.
Up on the Housetop (Benjamin Hanby)
Up at the pulpit, Antony paused
Looked out at the the mob he caused
Tore down Brutus with ironic praise
All for the kingly crown, Roman craze
Oh, oh, oh, who would've thought
Oh, oh, oh, who would've thought
Up at the pulpit, pause, pause, pause
Wait for the pity and crowd's applause
First comes the famous trip-e-let
To hide Antony's malicious wit
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears
While I trick you with a letter and some false tears
Oh, oh, oh, who would've thought
Oh, oh, oh, who would've thought
Up at the pulpit, pause, pause, pause
Wait for the pity and crowd's applause
Look how he disproved Brutus' claim
Oh just see how he builds his fame
Here is his ambition and rhetoric
The crowd should've distrusted Antony's tricks
Oh, oh, oh, who would've thought
Oh, oh, oh, who would've thought
Up at the pulpit, pause, pause, pause
Wait for the pity and crowd's applause
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