I am the very model of a worthy noble Scottish Thane
I rose in power and now my wife wants me to have Dunsinane
I met up with three witches and I heard their visions mystical
I guess hearing their words caused me to become egotistical
To rule Scotland I hatched a plan; King Duncan I'd assassinate
This new found evil in me just never ceases to fascinate
Perhaps I let that early triumph make me a little too vain
Because I let his two sons go, Malcom and brother Donalbain

Because he let his two sons go, Malcom and brother Donalbain
Because he let his two sons go, Malcom and brother Donalbain
Because he let his two sons go, Malcom and brother Donalbain's a pain

I will blame King Duncan's death on some of his unsuspecting guards
I'll fake a tear and cry when I give the good king my last regards
And now that I am more than Lord, for I have moved to Dunsinane
I am King and the model of a worthy noble Scottish Thane

And now that he is more than Lord for he's moved on to Dunsinane
He he is King the model of a worthy noble Scottish Thane

I heard the witches awful tale, how my line will never go on
So I decided that I must rid the problem of Banquo's spawn
So I sent thugs to ambush them as they came to my giant feast
Banquo I got, but I still couldn't call Fleance, his son, deceased
The other Thanes sure thought that I had fin'ly lost my sanity
When to Banquo's ghost I kept yelling out words of profanity
I worried that to this madness I was becoming a weak slave
So I went to see the sisters make trouble in their evil cave

So he went to see the sisters make trouble in their evil cave
So he went to see the sisters make trouble in their evil cave
So he went to see the sisters make trouble in their evil cave, that knave

The witches gave me visions of old spirits from a long time past
Strange prophecies about me each and ev'ry one of them did cast
But still, I'll hold on to this keep, I can fortify Dunsinane
And be the very model of the noble worthy Scottish Thane

But still, he'll hold on to his keep, he can fortify Dunsinane
And be the very model of a noble worthy Scottish Thane

Before the fight I learned my wife had died because she was too stressed
I knew I could not give up even though I became quite depressed
So at the keep I kept my ground, I drew my sword and firmly stood
Even though it all was lost since they brought with them Birnam Wood
And as the English armies came through like a barbarian horde
MacDuff told me something that definitely struck in me a chord
He told me on his birthday how from his mother's womb he was torn
The witches told me I would never be slain by a woman-born

The witches told him he would never be slain by a woman-born
The witches told him he would never be slain by a woman-born
The witches told him he would never be slain by a woman-born they warned

We clashed and I knew that in the end one of us would lie down dead
Too bad I've never been so good when it comes to keeping my head
My rule was quickly ended when I was removed by being slain
But for a short time I was the model of a great Scottish Thane

His rule was quickly ended when he was removed by being slain
But for a short time he was the model of a great Scottish Thane