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 And I'm so afraid your courtiers Cannot 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 ostler 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
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 is dead, the king is dead The king is dead, the king is dead Long live the king
