Caligula

This week's "Seasons of the Ukulele" has the theme Obsession.
I have a bit of an obsession with the main character in this song and with his modern day clone.
Note: Caligula was his nickname (acquired in childhood) and it meant "Little Boot". Thankfully his guards did eventually give him the boot.
LYRICS & CHORDS
INTRO: (F#m) (A) (E)

(E) I'm a servant of our Emperor (A) Gaius by (E) name
It's not a stress free job, he's so easy to in(B7)flame
His (G#m) mood swings are notorious,
His sa(C#m)distic streak's the same
He's im(F#m)pulsive and erratic.
Oh the (A) nonsense he pro(E)claims!

(E) He insults all our allies as a (A) matter of (E) course
He demands the next senator be Incitatus, his (B7) horse
His (G#m) delusions of grandeur
Are (C#m) surely getting worse
He proc(F#m)laims he is a god in (A) dactylic (E) verse

The (B) Emperor has no clothes
The (C#m) Emperor has no clothes
But he (B) can't see further than his nose
That the (F#m) Emperor (A) has no (E) clothes

(F#m) (A) (E)

(E) A spoiled and reckless ruler
He will (A) drag the Empire (E) down
He can order executions with no more than a (B7) frown
Dare to (G#m) speak the word Republic
You'll (C#m) swiftly be cut down
Your (F#m) body in the Tiber
Where you (A) "mysteriously (E) drowned"

(E) His sexual appetite has (A) always been a (E) curse
But now he does it with his sisters, he's openly per(B7)verse
His (G#m) coterie knows too well
His (C#m) madness is getting worse
But while they (F#m) cling to his toga
It will (A) not be re(E)versed

His (B) madness grows and grows
His (C#m) madness grows and grows
It's im(B)perative he's deposed
'Cos his (F#m) madness (A) grows and (E) grows

(F#m) (A) (E)

(E) Too many honoured senators (A) lie in grave(E)yards
The people used to love him but their needs he disre(B7)gards
(G#m) Rumours fly in city streets,
(C#m) Temples and farmyards
Our (F#m) only salvation is if he's (A) murdered by his (E) guards (x2)