A drum, a drum!
Macbeth ah come.

Act one we run, a plotting an' a spotting.

De dog had fun, de bird did caw,
Reine Du'can leave true dat fateful door.

Dem witch did tell ah lucky lady,
Gal's days from now gone be rich like gravy!

A drum, a drum!
Macbeth ah come.

Act one we set, a tweaking an' a squeaking.

Ah Lady M ta dem Devil turned
When of Glamis new fame from dat letter learned.

On Banquo...hmm...dare be more ta say,
But me gone leave dat for anudder day!