No man's a jester playing Shakespeare
'Round your throne room floor
While the juggler's act is danced upon
the crown that you once wore.
And sooner or later
Everybody's kingdom must end
But I'm so afraid the courtiers
Can not be called best friends
Caesar's had your troubles
Widows had to cry
While mercenaries in cloisters sing
And the King must die.
Some men are better staying sailors
Take my word and go
But tell the hostler that his name was
The very first they chose
And if my hands are stained forever
And the altar should refuse me
Would you let me in?
Would you let me in?
Would you let me in?
Should I cry sanctuary?
Caesar's had your troubles
Widows had to cry
While mercenaries in cloisters sing
And the King must die.
No man's a jester playing Shakespeare
'Round your throne room floor
While the juggler's act is danced upon
the crown that you once wore.
The King must die.
The King must die.
The King must die
The King is dead.
Long live,
Long live the King.

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