27 October 2012
Long live the king, (Yeah, right, that man's a f***ing a**,) I'll hail him until the end, (If he possessed an inch of class.)
I'll throw my hands up in the air, (And watch him drown away in mead,) I'll pledge allegiance to the realm, (The only word he knows is 'greed'.)
I'll sell my soul to be of use, (This monarch couldn't get much worse,) I'll grovel time and time again, (Till' he is placed within a hearse.)
I'll sing the song, (What can I say?) He's pure, (And wrong in every way.)
Long Live The King (Thoughts Of A Lowly Servant Person) • Opuss № I