[Lyric] No Tears For Caesar (William Shatner)

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him
No tears, t-tears, t-tears, for Caesar
Evil that men do lives after them
The good is often interred with their bones
So let it be with Caesar

The noble Brutus have told you Caesar was ambitious
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest–
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men...
This was a man, this was a man...

No tears for Caesar
Trial, style, hill
His life's so chill
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Come I to speak in Caesar’s funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
Evil that you do
Will come back to you
Don't cry Caesar
Ambitious
Don't cry Caesar
Evil that you gave
Might make it weak
Don't cry Caesar

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You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause 'til it come back to me

And fall Caesar
Then fall
Fall Caesar
Beware, the eyes
No tears for Caesar
No tears for the man
Kill them
Cry havoc
Let slip the dogs of war
War! War! War!
We're lost
Oh Caesar
Where have you gone, Caesar
Lost we are, without him
Bounce 'em
Rap 'em, snap 'em
Down, blood, red, bleeding