Paolo Bolzoni

NOTHING'S ALRIGHT Transposition of “Everything's alright” Jesus Christ Superstar, 1970, by Sir Tim Rice and Lord Andrew Lloyd Webber © Paolo Bolzoni, 24 October 2022 Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to Problems that upset you, oh Don't you know Nothing's alright, no, nothing's fine And we want you to sleep well tonight Let the world turn without you tonight If you try, you’ll get by, so forget all about Rishi tonight Nothing's alright, no Nothing's alright, no Sleep while the Cons hurt you Dream while they ruin you Valium for your confused heads, oh Then you'll feel Nothing's alright, no, nothing's fine And it's cool and lies are sweet For Richi’s mates who profit of it Close your eyes, close your eyes And relax, forget Rishi tonight Nothing's alright, no Nothing's alright, no Rishi, your mad budget, out of control Should be used for the poor Why are you wasting it? You could give maybe Hope to millions or more People who ar...

NO HOSANNA FOR RISHI Transposition of “Hosanna” Jesus Christ Superstar, 1970, by Sir Tim Rice and Lord Andrew Lloyd Webber © Paolo Bolzoni, 24 October 2022 Hosanna Hey Sanna Sanna Sanna No! Sanna Hey Sanna No! Hey Rishi we’ll never stand by you Sanna Hosanna No! Hey Rishi you’re a bad star Listen Rishi get out now, we anticipate a riot Can’t you see the markets’re scared at what you’ll do Brexit we’ll bring us down completely The mob who follow you are fools and they are wrong They are a curse, they must disperse Hosanna Hey Sanna Sanna Sanna No! Sanna Hey Sanna No! Hey Rishi we’ll never support you Sanna Hosanna No! Hey Rishi you’re a bad star Britain is not yet dead, we’ll keep on fighting Nothing can be done to stop us shouting Britain’s glory hasn’t perished If every tongue were stilled The noise would still continue The rocks and stones themselves would start to sing Hosanna Hey Sanna Sanna Sanna No! Sanna Hey Sanna No! Hey Rishi we just don’t want you Sanna Hosanna No! Hey Rishi ...

 I wrote this Wednesday evening, an hour before Boris the buffoon pulled out. What a shame… COULD I SCREW YOU AGAIN, PLEASE? © Sir Tim Rice 1970 and Paolo Bolzoni, 23 October 2022 I’ve been living to screw you Dying to screw you, but the Cons got rid of me This was unexpected, what do I do now Could I screw Britain again, please? I've been very hopeful so far Now I really think they’ve voted wrong Hurry up and vote for me, this is just my dream To screw Britain again, please? I think you've made your point weeks ago You've even gone a bit too far to send me away Before it gets too frightening, you ought to vote for me now So, could I screw you again, please? A lizard took my place I had to drop my crown, but she’s just a fool As we all expected, Larry kicked her out So, let me screw you again, please? Let me screw Britain again, please? I think the markets made their point now They’ve even gone a bit too far to sink the pound Before it recovers, we ought to sink the country...