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By Sharon L / AdamMethos@aol.com
It had to happen. After listening over and over to the soundtrack for Bernard J. Taylor's musical Much
Ado (inspired by the Kenneth Brannagh film, which was based on Shakespeare's
Much Ado About Nothing), the lyrics to one of the songs started
to... well... change.
And so here's the debut of Comes a Horseman: The Musical, set to the tune of How
Can This Be? (This MIDI does no justice to the original, but will
make the lyrics easier to follow — while the text doesn't seem to
scan by itself, it does when matched with the music which, I'm sure, will
make it all the more amusing!)
Cassandra
You can't stop me, Mac
Kronos is back
He will not get away from me
I'll make sure he will lose his head this time you'll see
Duncan
Who is this man?
Melvin Koren?
I lost him once, not this time
If he's here he will pay for all his crimes
Cassandra
If he's here you will stay out of it, I saw him first so he's mine
Kronos
Oh, what a sight!
Look how they fight!
But I will kill the bitch instead
Dear brother, you will see to it MacLeod is dead
Methos
How can I end
My own best friend?
I've got to run, get away
Before Mac finds me, I can't face him yet
Cassandra
He can't run, he is a Horseman too, and I'll not cease till his death
Joe
How can it be true?
Methos is one immortal
Who never wants to fight. Mac, you can't be right!
Duncan
Did you kill all those people?
Methos
Oh, yes, I did!
And not just ten
I killed ten thousand of them
'Cause I was Death
Upon a horse
A nightmare, even a curse
Kronos
Now we're back, and with this virus here, the dread we cause will be worse
Silas & Caspian
Devastation
Anni'lation
Kronos
The whole world, it will all be mine
MacLeod, you're beaten because I'm the end of time
Duncan
Oh, what I see
Is history
Kronos' band is no more
As my sword swings his head on the floor lands
Kronos
Silas too, as I die I can see he's felled by his brother's hand
Methos
I killed Silas
I liked Silas
How did this ever come to be?
I've betrayed everyone I know, they all hate me
Cassandra
Look at him weep
For sympathy
He will get none out of me
Why should I spare his head? Why should he live?
Duncan
Stay your hand, he has changed, and for that, I will forgive
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