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