Is this a dagger I see before me
Cried MacBeth, so full of woe.
Guilty concience wieghed like iron
That's what Shakespeare said long ago.

Winners write the history books
Winners live to tell their tales
Whether they were wrong or right
Winners live to tell their tales.

MacBeth was not full of woe.
MacBeth did not kill his ruler
Though name blackened by others later
MacBeth had the rightful claim

Winners write the history books
Winners live to tell their tales
Whether they were wrong or right
Winners live to tell their tales

Loosers do not tell their story,
They have lost that is enough
Winners write the history books
Winners are the ones we listen to.