When Mark Rylance announced he was resigning as founding director of Shakespeare's Globe, many in the world of theatre were left utterly perplexed.
After a decade of directing and starring in a series of acclaimed productions, he gave almost no explanation when he left the London theatre in 2005, saying merely that it was "time to move on".
Now, after years of silence, Rylance, 48, has finally spoken out about the real circumstances around his departure. In an interview with The New Yorker, he says he feels it was his "vocal opposition" to the Iraq war as well as his controversial theory about whether William Shakespeare actually wrote his plays that led to his resignation.
Irving Berlin: 'There's No Business Like Show Business' Lyrics and Chords
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The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Are secretly unhappy men because The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Get paid for what they do but no applause They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye For anything theatrical, and why?
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There's no business like show business Like no business I know Everything about it is appealing Everything the traffic will allow Nowhere could you get that happy feeling When you are stealing that extra bow
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There's no people like show people They smile when they are low Even with a turkey that you know will fold You may be stranded out in the cold Still you wouldn't 'change for a sack of gold Let's go on with the show
The costumes, the scenery, the make-up, the props The audience that lifts you when you're down The headaches, the heartaches, the backaches, the flops The sheriff who escorts you out of town The opening when your heart beats like a drum The closing when the customers won't come
There's no business like show business Like no business I know You get word before the show has started That your favorite uncle died at dawn Top of that, your ma and pa have parted You're broken-hearted, but you go on
There's no people like show people They don't run out of dough Angels come from everywhere with lots of jack And when you lose it there's no attack Where could you get money that you don't give back Let's go on with the show
The cowboys, the tumblers, the wrestlers, the clowns The roustabouts that move the show at dawn The music, the spotlight, the people, the towns Your baggage with the labels pasted on The sawdust and the horses and the smell The towel you've taken from the last hotel
There's no business like show business Like no business I know Traveling through the country will be thrilling Standing out in front on opening nights Smiling as you watch the theater filling And there's your billing out there in lights
There's no people like show people They smile when they are low Yesterday they told you you would not go far That night you open and there you are Next day on your dressing room they've hung a star Let's go on with the show Let's go on with the show
