Deadly Lullaby From the Fool of Hearts Cicero

Ho ho ho, he he he, break that lute across my knee, and if the bard should choose to fight, why then I'll set his clothes alight! when I next meet that fair maid Nelly, I'll plunge my knife into her belly and if I spy a singing bird, I'll snap its neck before it's heard madness is merry and merriment's might, when the jester comes calling with his knife in the night and I said to the baker, "You're not dead! You're a faker! But if that's your wish, I'll oblige" oh, if I chance to see a cat, I'll feed its corpse to my pet rat