The name's Hamlet and I've got a tale
About madness, lust
And a female
Dad's a ghost
And he roams the floors
Lurks at night in Elsinore
Got a pale face
Just like Kiss paint,
Normal you know this ain't
Something is rotten up
In Denmark,
A sick mistake my Uncle Claudius,
His alibi is fishy
Suspicions of murder
Because he's acting hella shifty
Frailty — thy name is woman
Because my mom's
On his D-A-N-I-S-H throne
My Dad's ghost tells me
«Swear (swear, swear), to revenge my regicide,
Claudius iced me one night,
Under my crown he tries to hide
So Hamlet here's your mission:
Use your antic disposition
Make them think you're crazy,
Bring justice fuse the fission»
Meanwhile my girl Ophelia
Is goth as hell
Keeps a razor by her wrist,
Rocks out to Soft Cell
This girl has got more issues
Than Amy Winehouse
I'm like
Get thee to a nunnery,
I'm not trying to find a spouse…
And she says:
«Screw that forget about that
I don't want to think about anything like that
Screw that forget about that
I don't want to know about anything like that»
I've got nothing to do
But hang around
And get screwed up on you
(Forget it though)
I've got nothing to do
But hang around
And get screwed up on you
(Just let it go)
I'm an emo prince,
Non-committal
As could be
You'd be non-committal too
If you were flawed like me
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are on my back
And I've had it
I've got these players down from Norway
Let them practice
In the attic
I'll have them reenact the murder,
Watch my uncle's expression
The play's the thing to catch the king
And teach him a lesson
My uncle freaks out
At the play
I know he did it
Just like OJ
Can't
187
While he prays
Because Hamlet won't play that way (nope!)
Confront my mom
Throw her down on the bed
Because this Oedipus complex
Has got me stressed
In the head
Then I killed my girlfriend's dad,
He was spying
Now he's dead
I screamed at my mom
While the blood made the carpet turn red
See kings lose crowns
But princes stay intelligent
R. Kelly has
Girl problems?
This is drama,
That's irrelevant
Ophelia bursts
In throwing columbines and daises
Singing songs about virginity gone —
She's honest but she's crazy
And she says
«Screw that forget about that
I don't want to think about anything like that
Screw that forget about that
I don't want to know about anything like that»
I've got nothing to do
But hang around
And get screwed up on you
(You've got to see)
I've got nothing to do
But hang around
And get screwed up on you
(Not you it's me)
We've got clowns in the graveyard
And I'm talking to skulls
We've got murder and incest,
Who said Shakespeare was dull?
My girlfriend took her life,
And I'm like «Goodness gracious»
Her brother wants to duel —
Laertes is too pugnacious
My uncle dipped the tip of the saber in poison
(Duel time)
Then he poisoned the cup
That mom started enjoyin'
(Tool time)
I got stabbed with the poison sword,
Then I stabbed my girlfriend's brother
And then
I stabbed my uncle
And we've all killed each other
To be or not to be?
Well I guess
That solves that one
And I would have stayed in Wittgenberg
If I'd known that this would happen
If you're ever up in Denmark
On a moonlit night
You'll hear Ophelia's sad song
When the full moon's bright
Baby I'm sorry I messed up,
Good night my sweet princess
May flights of angels sing thee
To thy rest
And they sing
I've got nothing to do
But hang around
And get screwed up on you
(Forget it though)
I've got nothing to do
But hang around
And get screwed up on you
(Just let it go)
I've got nothing to do
But hang around
And get screwed up on you
(You've got to see)
I've got nothing to do
But hang around
And get screwed up on you
(Not you it's me)