Gallifrey: the Musical
I don't know how many Gallifrey fans that hang out on my F-list rather than... you know, Tumblr, but I thought I'd post this here for posterity. And because I want you to know that this is either the worst or the greatest thing I've ever created. A stroke of genius or madness. We just can't tell.
I wrote a song. Or rather, I re-wrote a song, because Popular (from Wicked) is
a. not written by me
b. not actually about Braxiatel trying to convince Romana to become President of Gallifrey.
BRAXIATEL
(spoken) Romana - now that you’re back, I’ve decided to make you my new project.
ROMANA
(spoken) You really don’t have to do that, you know.
BRAXIATEL
(spoken) Of course, but why waste a wonderful opportunity?
(sung) I know that you would like to try
To reform Gallifrey
(You would like to be - the one
To reform Gallifrey?)
Idealism
Won’t get you very far
But with me here to watch over
Together we could take over
- I know, I know exactly what you need
And though you’ve been away
Lived life no better than a renegade
Don’t worry - I’m determined to succeed
Follow my lead
And yes, indeed
You will be
President!
You’re gonna be president!
I’ll teach you to tell a lie, see eye to eye
A politician’s way to smile
I’ll show you what robes to wear
Hold a disdainful stare
Everything that really counts
To be president!
I’ll help you be president!
You’ll dine with the Castellan
Start to plot and plan
Know everyone you’ve got to know
To catch up;
because you’ve been away for far too long
Don’t be offended by my frank analysis
You should know as you’re the one who’s getting into this
If you choose to take me on as friend, as a-
-ccomplice and adviser
There’s nobody wiser
Not when it comes to politics -
I know about politics
You’ll be there in a flash
Carry Rod and Sash
Swear the oath and then they’ll see (they will)
There’s nothing that can stop you
From becoming presi-
dent
Ro-ma-na-aa
We’re gonna make you
Pre-si-dent
When I see young shrewd Prydonians
Patrexes, naive Arcalians
I remind them on their own behalf
To think of
Those from our fair Academy
To have gone down in Time Lord history
Did they have brains or knowledge?
Of course not! (Well, one or two)
They were presidents! Please -
It counts to be president!
If you want to make a change
Want to rearrange
All we are, have always been
You have to be the president
You’ll see
(spoken) Why, Romana, look at you. You’re perfect.
ROMANA(spoken): I’m leaving now.
BRAXIATEL
(spoken) I’ll see you soon.
(sung) And though you protest
Your disinterest
I know quite certainly
You’re gonna smile and bear
Your way to the presidency
Ro-ma-na-aa
You’ll be president -
All with a little bit of help
from
me
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I wrote a song. Or rather, I re-wrote a song, because Popular (from Wicked) is
a. not written by me
b. not actually about Braxiatel trying to convince Romana to become President of Gallifrey.
BRAXIATEL
(spoken) Romana - now that you’re back, I’ve decided to make you my new project.
ROMANA
(spoken) You really don’t have to do that, you know.
BRAXIATEL
(spoken) Of course, but why waste a wonderful opportunity?
(sung) I know that you would like to try
To reform Gallifrey
(You would like to be - the one
To reform Gallifrey?)
Idealism
Won’t get you very far
But with me here to watch over
Together we could take over
- I know, I know exactly what you need
And though you’ve been away
Lived life no better than a renegade
Don’t worry - I’m determined to succeed
Follow my lead
And yes, indeed
You will be
President!
You’re gonna be president!
I’ll teach you to tell a lie, see eye to eye
A politician’s way to smile
I’ll show you what robes to wear
Hold a disdainful stare
Everything that really counts
To be president!
I’ll help you be president!
You’ll dine with the Castellan
Start to plot and plan
Know everyone you’ve got to know
To catch up;
because you’ve been away for far too long
Don’t be offended by my frank analysis
You should know as you’re the one who’s getting into this
If you choose to take me on as friend, as a-
-ccomplice and adviser
There’s nobody wiser
Not when it comes to politics -
I know about politics
You’ll be there in a flash
Carry Rod and Sash
Swear the oath and then they’ll see (they will)
There’s nothing that can stop you
From becoming presi-
dent
Ro-ma-na-aa
We’re gonna make you
Pre-si-dent
When I see young shrewd Prydonians
Patrexes, naive Arcalians
I remind them on their own behalf
To think of
Those from our fair Academy
To have gone down in Time Lord history
Did they have brains or knowledge?
Of course not! (Well, one or two)
They were presidents! Please -
It counts to be president!
If you want to make a change
Want to rearrange
All we are, have always been
You have to be the president
You’ll see
(spoken) Why, Romana, look at you. You’re perfect.
ROMANA(spoken): I’m leaving now.
BRAXIATEL
(spoken) I’ll see you soon.
(sung) And though you protest
Your disinterest
I know quite certainly
You’re gonna smile and bear
Your way to the presidency
Ro-ma-na-aa
You’ll be president -
All with a little bit of help
from
me
This entry was originally posted at http://regndoft.dreamwidth.org/212598.html. Please comment there using OpenID.