Rapbeth (Foul is Fair)

Sometime Shakespeare's overdone
His constant sadness is no fun
The comic relief's the best part
Fans just can't wait for it to start
The pain inside Macbeth is clear
It seems to bring a heavy tear
The story's tragic most the time
Who needs free reverse when you've got rhymes?
What's hip from Macbeth you say?
Comic relief, on any day
And so we'll take the funny parts
And understand just where they start
We'll take the rhymes that stick out most
And loop them twice so not to boast
We've got this sound for MTV
We introduce the witches

Thrice the A-flat coord has rung
Thrice and once the symbol chimed
Producer cries "tis time, tis time"
Producer cries "tis time, tis time"
Round about the record goes
Into which our lyrics flow
This language is likely not
To not go into our pot

[Chorus]
Double double toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble
Fair is foul and foul is fair
We must warn you, Macbeth, beware

I never wanted to be a witch
Casting spells gives me an itch
I'm allergic to my cat
And this black robe makes me look fat
Bringing apparitions is
Not really the type of biz
I want to be in for good
I would quit if I could
But saying that I'm out of here
Is not something that people
So we're stuck here for a few more years
Never mind Hecate's jeers

You want an apparition? I'll give you an apparition
You listen to your wife too much and you'll end up beheaded

Don't tell me what you want
What you really really want
Macbeth
If you want to get ahead
By staying away from murder
And be happy with your power
If you want to get past Act 5
Keeping your head
You know that power's bad
When it makes one of your loved one's sad
Sad, so sad
Guess that Malcom wouldn't be too glad
When you see what you did to his too dad

Fit with Duncan [?]
It were done quickly
So now I ponder about killing this guy and inheriting even more power
So if I do do all these evil deeds
I will probably suffer horribly as we all know the power of karma
And power corrupts, obviously, so I am determined I guess to stay away from slaying Duncan
And stick to living a peaceful life
But wait, is this a dagger which I see before me?
The handle toward my hand
Come! Let me clutch thee
And in doing so I will kill Duncan
My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use
My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use
We are yet but young indeed
We are yet but young indeed

The moral of the story is
Lighten up and try to give
A new perspective to your life
It's not all dark pain and strife
Don't get caught up in old tradition
Or swallowed by superstition
And thespians would be completer
Shouting "Macbeth" in the theatre