Thomas Andrew Lehrer,
Songs and Lyrics — The Night I Appeared as Macbeth
“ All that work, gone to waste, Ah, but what can you do with a man with no taste? I acted so tragic, The house rose like magic, They wished David Garrick could see. But he’s in the Abbey Then someone quite shabby Suggested that’s where I should be. They hooted like owls and they whistled like crickets, Especially those who had paid for their tickets. ”
