I recently watched a DVD of the musical comedy
Fermat's Last Tango, produced by The Clay Mathematics Institute.
I may discuss the production in greater depth at some point next week. Right now I'd just like to record the lyrics of one of the songs:
Your Proof Contains a Hole.
Just a bit of background information first. This scene takes place in a quasi-heaven called "The AfterMath," where famous mathematicians live out their immortality. The bulk of the song is sung by Fermat, who believes his own immorality requires the insolubility of his theorem. He is singing to Daniel Keanes, a fictionalization of Andrew Wiles, who though still very much alive is visiting the AfterMath.
The chorus consists of AfterMath regulars: Euclid; Pythagoras; Newton; Gauss.
Without further ado, then....
Fermat: Your proof contains a flaw, Professor Keane,
It destroys the whole foundation of your finely tuned machine:
I hate to be a spoilsport, I know it was your goal
But your proof contains a big fat hole.
Keane: A hole?
Chorus: A hole?
Keane: My proof contains a hole?
Fermat: I didn't want to be the one to saaaay
I know this is upsetting, please show some self-control
But your proof contains a big fat hole.