A long, long time ago...
I can still remember,
A time when fair was foul and foul was fair
These three witches came to me
And gave'th me this prophecy
While hovering in the fog and filthy air.

They told'eth me that I'd be king
and then they hurriedly took wing
I took the news to my wife
And there's the start of my life

I can’t remember if I cried
When my dear wife took me into stride
And I stabbed that knife into his side
The day King Duncan died.

And I said;
Bye-bye, to my old sane mind.
Oh tomorrow and tomorrow
And tomorrow I sigh
This is an idiot's tale of sound and fury I cry
I'm singin’, "This’ll be the day that I die."
"This’ll be the day that I die."

There be no witness to this crime,
And I believed I'd be the king in time,
Just as the witches said.
But there was another man who saw,
Banquo, he heard the witches call,
And that couldn't stand, no he must be dead.

Well, I kept it secret but now you know
I sent those thugs after Banquo
I was crowned the king that day
Even though Fleance got away

I was the King, I was the lord over my whole domain
Untill Banquo's ghost turned me insane
And I knew nothing'd ever be the same
From day the old king died.

And now I'm singing;
Bye-bye, to my old sane mind.
Oh tomorrow and tomorrow
And tomorrow I sigh
This is idiot's tale of sound and fury I cry
I'm singin’, "This’ll be the day that I die."
"This’ll be the day that I die."

Now fighting with insanity
I must confirm my longevity
And those three sisters would know.
So with double double toil and trouble,
The fire burned and cauldron bubbled
And three ghosts came with a scene to show.

The first one said to guard my life,
Against Macduff the thane of Fife.
But no worries as I should scorn;
Any man of woman born.

And they guarantee I shant be slain,
Till burnam wood come to dunsinane,
Till then then king shall bear my name
From the day the old king died.

Oh bye-bye, to my old sane mind.
Oh tomorrow and tomorrow
And tomorrow I cry
Was that the handle of a dagger seen before my eyes?
I'm singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."
"This’ll be the day that I die."

Oh, thane Macduff you fled from home
And you left your family all alone
I'm sad to say you probably weren't missed
So down to England you fled
To raise an army to see me dead
And now you're back, and man do you look pissed.

And so you're not of woman born,
From your mother's womb untimely torn.
And your army in their campaign;
Carried Burnam wood to Dunsinane.

But I will not yield, lay on Macduff:
And damned be he who first cries 'hold enough'
I'll stand till dead, I'll call your bluff
It's time that this king died

So bye-bye, to my old sane mind.
Oh tomorrow and tomorrow
And tomorrow I sigh
Was that the handle of a dagger seen before my eyes?
I'm singin’, "This’ll be the day that I die."
"This’ll be the day that I die."