[Verse 1] Three thousand ducats that's the price My heart feels cold as ice They spit on me in the marketplace No smile upon their face [Chorus] A pound of flesh they want to take For goodness gracious sake A pound of flesh I must demand From this unholy land [Verse 2] My daughter gone my jewels too What's a poor man to do They call me dog they call me cur My anger starts to stir [Chorus] A pound of flesh they want to take For goodness gracious sake A pound of flesh I must demand From this unholy land [Bridge] Hath not a Jew eyes Hath not a Jew hands If you prick us do we not bleed Revenge is a dish best served cold [Chorus] A pound of flesh they want to take For goodness gracious sake A pound of flesh I must demand From this unholy land
