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