No man's a jes ter playing Shake speare. Round yer throne room floor While the jug gler's act is danced upon, the crown that you once wore And soo ner or la ter. Ev 'ry bo dy's king dom must end And I'm so a fraid your cour tiers can not be called best friends Cae sar's had your trou bles. Wi dows had to cry While mer ce nar ies in cloi sters sing and the king must die Some men are bet ter stay ing sail ors. Take my word and go But tell the ost ler that his name was the ver y first they chose And if my hands are stained for ev er and the al tar should re fuse me Would you let me in, would you let me in, would you let me in. Should I cry sanc t' 'ry Cae sar's had your trou bles. Wi dows had to cry While mer ce nar ies in cloi sters sing and the king must die. Yeah! _ _ _ The King Must Die. The King Must Die. Oh! Yeah! No man's a jes ter play ing Shake speare. Round yer throne room floor While the jug gler's act is danced u pon, the crown that you once wore The king is dead, the king is dead! The king is dead _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Long live the king