笨小笨The Play’s The Thing (Live)歌词由Peter Hammil演唱，出自专辑《The Emperor (Live)》，下面是《The Play’s The Thing (Live)》完整版歌词！
The Play’s The Thing (Live)歌词完整版
词：Hammill
How could he know so much
How could he bear such knowledge
How could he dare to write it in the plays
What is it Shakespeare'd say
If he came back today
Surely he'd recognize these mortal coils.
How do we carry on
No-one knows where they fit in
No-one knows who they are or where they've been.
What does the writer mean
How do we play this scene
What didn't Shakespeare know that we do now
Stiffen the sinews
Wear hard-favour'd rage
All history's drama
The world is a stage.
There is a history in all men's lives
Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd
The which observ'd a man may prophesy
With a near aim of the main chance of things
As yet not come to life which in their seeds
And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Such things become the hatch and brood of time..
Oh but the show goes on
On through the seven ages –
That of the world must mirror man's in fact.
Here comes the seventh act
See how the mirror's cracked
Here comes sans everything for humankind.
To capture the conscience
Of nations and kings
All history's drama –
The play's the thing
The play's the thing
The play's the thing.
How could he know so much
