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I am utterly confused A stranger pair I've never seen In here he stays The piano he plays While she writes and keeps things clean Constantly nursing this sick man He's so helpless She helps as best she can He's her lover but she babies him like a son Monseur Chopin Madamoiselle Sand Can't you two understand? You need to break loose and have fun To run wild and free in the fields like me There must be a way to let them know But I can't speak you see French is all Greek to me Communication is out and so I... Just... Run all around spilling papers to the ground Until after me they chase But it's in vain - they throw me out in the rain Convinced that I'm a disgrace If only they realized I'm just trying to liven up this place This goes on all day All work, no play The whole situation is dense What they need is a rest They're under so much stress What they need is some goat-sense But they just want me for my milk It's really such a shame I can't provide an example I just provide them a blame They'd both be so happy If they played much more games Sigh - humans can be quite stupid Oh what they could learn from a kid! |
CommentaryThis was written for a special college class project for my college humanities class. It was a special course for those in the President's Scholar/Advanced program where they had six instructors (music, architecture, visual arts, etc) present their area of expertise as we'd go through history. Every semester they had a special extra credit project called Interludes where a group was assigned a historic couple and did a dramatic presentation on them. Since myself and another girl had all the acting/writing experience, everyone else basically left it in our hands which was a huge "mistake" because we discovered we both shared the same absurdist wacked-out humor and we decided to turn the whole thing into the most insane over-the-top theatrical production that the college had ever seen! The subject was Frederick Chopin and George Sand and we made it into a wild musical comedy - all the songs were parodies (including a Sweet Transvestite takeoff for George!) except this one. At one point in our research we read a passage about a time when they lived on the Spanish island of Majorca and relied on a goat for milk and it just triggered this idea in my mind that there would be a scene where George sheepishly enters the room and says, "Fred, remember that milk machine you wanted me to buy?" and come in with this goat that would run around and mess everything up ...and then end up with this scene-stealing song! This is the song! |
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