Julius Caesar Song

Music Written by Madeleine Schmuch
Lyrics Written by Anastasia Perreault
Vocals Sung by Madeleine Schmuch
Piano Played by Anastasia Perreault


Oh Beware the Ides of March

Oh beware the Ides of march

Oh beware the Ides of March

Oh be-ware

Julius Caesar kills Pompey and starts

To take power over Rome

Cassius goes and talks to Brutus and plants

Seeds of doubt about Caesar

That night there’s a terrible storm who ever

Knew the heavens to menace so-o

Heaven hath infused the spirits as omens

Of Ceasar's bad ru-u-ule

Brutus, Cassius, Casca, and

Decius, Metellus, Trebonius,

Cin-na and Lig-ar-i-ius

Form their plot

The conspirators form their plot to kill

Ceasar at the capitol

Brutus and Caesar ignore their wives which is

A really, really dumb move

Caesar’s wife dreamt of his death his body

Did run pure blood and the roman’s smiled

But Decius did say the dream meant nothing and
Caesar went off to the captiol

Friends, Romans and countrymen

Friends, Romans and countrymen

Friends, Romans, and countrymen

Lend me your ears

To the cap-tol they-a went and they

Did stab Cae-sar kill-ing him right there

So Bru-tus sent for Mark Ant-ton-y to try
To get him on their sigh-ide

Brutus lets them hold a fun-eral  and he

Con-vinced them of Cae-sar's guilt

But mark ant-ton-y then gets to speak and he

Sways the crowd to his own side

Evil spirit of Brutus

You’ll see me Phil-ip-i

Evil spirit of Brutus

At Phil-ip-i

An-ton-y  and Oc-tav-vius make a

Dea-e-eth list and cheat Cae-sar’s will

Brutus and Cassius begin to fight a-cuse

Each other of crimes and lies

But Bru-tus makes an ex-cuse for their

Fight-ing say-ing Por-tia is dea-ed

So they make their peace and go to sleep but Brutus

See’s Cae-sar's ghost be-fore him

O-oh poo-or Ca-a-sius

O-oh poor-or Bru-u-tus

O-oh poor-or Tit-an-ius

They all die

Ba-ttle starts in Phil-ip-i Oct-tavius

And Ant-ton-y ver-sus  the con-spiritors

Cas-sius sends Tit-an-i-us to check the camp
Pin-darus thinks Tit-anius is ca-ap-tured

Cas-sius asks Pindarius to kill him Cea-sar

Thou art re-venged but Tit-anius re-turns

Tit-nus kills him self ov-er dead Cassius and then

Bru-tus comes and kills him-self

So-o call the fields to rest

Lets a-way to part the glories

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-of this

Ha-ppy day