Shakespeare Skit Songtext
von Red Charcoal

I lived inside a bubble
Watching Macbeth′s toil and troubles

To be or not to be?
Is the question you should seek

Is he doomed just like a Romeo?
Or is he brave just like Mercutio?


Fairy dust, flowers and lucid dreams
Now in June, Midsummers easy breeze

Don't let this world put you in a mould
Because all that glitters is not gold

The west wind blows a violent Tempest
And numbs your mind just like the dentist

Running mad, the crazy Lear King
Money, power, kingdoms, that′s why I sing

Now stage a play just As You Like It
This marks the end of Charcoal's Shakespeare Skit