Cheer up Hamlet,
Chin up Hamlet,
Buck up you melancholy Dane.
So, your uncle is at hand,
Murdered Dad and married Mum,
That’s really no excuse to be as glum as you’ve become.
So, wise up Hamlet,
Rise up Hamlet,
Buck up and sing the new refrain.
Your incessant monologizing fills the castle with ennui,
Your antic disposition is embarrassing to see,
And by the way you sulky brat, the answer is To Be!
You’re driving poor Ophelia insane!
So, shut up, you rogue and peasant!
Grow up, it’s most unpleasant!
Cheer up you melancholy Dane.