Bad Examples - Every Poet Wants to Murder Shakespeare Lyrics

Every poet wants to murder Shakespeare
WeжЉ®e just pissing on the grave of what went on before
And everyone invents the world the day that they were born
SomethingжЉЇ going on here and itжЉЇ going on without me
IжЉ¦ standing on the precipice and counting all my recipes
IжЉ¦ sick and tired of paying homage to the altar
Of the things that went before me when I wasnжЉ° born to be there

Every poet wants to murder Shakespeare
WeжЉ®e just pissing on the grave of what went on before
And everyone invents the world the day that they were born

ThereжЉЇ a painting of my lover in the corner
SheжЉЇ taken off her clothing and sheжЉЇ standing in the rain
Seems like sheжЉЇ beckoning for me to come and join her
But sheжЉЇ trapped inside a painting and IжЉ¦ running out of patience

I sip a pint of beer and marvel at the magic
I must be as drunk as Mister Marlowe in his prime
I stumble through the shambles of my own imagination
ж…Ќause the poet of tomorrow will be just as drunk as I am

Every poet wants to murder Shakespeare
WeжЉ®e just pissing on the grave of what went on before
And everyone invents the world the day that they were born
Every poet wants to murder Shakespeare
WeжЉ®e just pissing on the grave of what went on before
And everyone invents the world the day that they were born
Every poet wants to murder Shakespeare...