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