King Richard III, dead for 500 years, was discovered under a parking lot north of London, and this song was written about him, Shakespeare's famous play, and more..
lyrics
My kingdom for a horse I said
My bad luck I ended up dead
Lying under a parking lot
500 year old bones are all I got
Now I know what Shakespeare meant
this long long winter of my discontent
Especially for me King Richard the third
I never saw that god-dammed play
they made the movie with Olivier
Every two bit thespian has played the role
But all of them lack my heart and soul
I'm the only one with the right accent
To say this is the winter of our discontent
That’s right, me King Richard the third
Every other actor’s spine is straight
I’m all set, though I've lost some weight
To my friend Abe last week I said
hard to get work after you're dead
I still like to somehow pay the rent
singing now is the winter of our discontent
Who knows better than me King Richard the third
No one but me could tell that tale
talk to my agent I work for scale
There's no one better you could get
then this here Plantagenet
The only one who's lived all those events
500 winters of our discontents
Who knows better than me Richard the third?
I see a big musical number round about act three
After I've killed those princes it's time for a soliloquy
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