Shakespeare’s got a mail order Uzi Shakespeare’s got a gun, he’s gonna use it Shakespeare’s got a prostitute named Suzy Shakespeare’s got a gun he’s gonna use it It seems some monkey, just outside of Pittsburgh Finally typed out Hamlet, typed out Hamlet, word for word Shakespeare’s pissed off, Shakespeare’s got an Uzi Shakespeare’s got a gun, he’s gonna use it
Shakespeare’s got a Fender Stratocaster He’s got the sucker cranked, he’s going to blast ‘er Led Zeppelin was never any faster Shakespeare’s got a Fender Stratocaster He’s dressed in black he’s got a Marshall Stack He dances with baboons who jump up on his back Love’s Labour’s Lost, that‘s in the past Shakespeare’s got a Fender Stratocaster
Shakespeare’s got no use for thick black glasses Who sit and dissect tragedies in college English classes Shakespeare’s sick of words, Shakespeare’s sick of letters Shakespeare watches videos, the dirtier the better
Shakespeare’s got a liquor store in Anaheim Shakespeare combs his hair with a soup spoon Shakespeare drinks tequila out of Styrofoam Shakespeare’s got a liquor store in Anaheim He sells magazines, he eats cigarettes He never says a word, he sleeps in a Corvette Shakespeare’s pissed off, Shakespeare’s got an Uzi Shakespeare’s got a guitar, says he’s gonna use it Shakespeare’s got a gun in a liquor store in Anaheim Shakespeare’s got a gun he’s gonna use it