[Mercutio]
Tybalt, Tybalt, you're gonna die
Tybalt, you'll find no one will cry
You turn my stomach, I wanna be sick
I'll be nice to you, I'll slaughter you quick
You slither and slide like a snake in the grass
But your tongue spits no more poisonous venom
Tybalt, Tybalt, you're gonna die

[Tybalt]
Mercutio, you're just a buffoon
Your stupid mouth will be silenced soon
You're just a failed poet, an embarrassing moron
I'm going to do what I've been dying to do
And now I will end your sad journey through life
You won't feel a thing, I'm good with a knife
Mercutio, you're going to die

[Romeo]
This must stop, [?]
[?]
This must end!

[Chorus]
Live [?] the feud [?]
[?] peace [?]
Die [?] live or die [?] is done
[Romeo]
[?]
[?]
Live as God intended
[?] must be ended

[Chorus]
Live [?]
Yes [?] peace [?]

[Romeo]
[?] no more [?] no more suffering [?]
[?]
Live as God intended
[?] must be ended
Live, live, live!

[Mercutio]
[?] to live
[?] hate
[?]
That coward [?]

[Tybalt]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
Live as [?]
Die [?]
Live, live
Live, live
Live, live