Hamlet and I are in good company,
I think we both need a drink tonight.
Say, Gertrude, why don’t you leave the boy alone?
Don’t you see he’s got enough to contend with?
He and I just want to split a scotch and soda
and think about what makes a man.
Othello and I are in good company,
I think we both need a friend tonight.
Hey, Desdemona, he’s sad and confused,
maybe the two of you should talk things out.
He’s feeling uncertain and shaken in faith,
and boy don’t I know what that’s like.
Brutus and I are in good company,
we both shoulder too much and shrug too soon.
Hey, friends and Romans and all countrymen,
he and I were just sitting and thinking aloud
what makes a man want to be a king.