Boy-King 歌词

With a wave, a wave of dismay I hired a poet, a guard, and a horse for the day I, I'm building my throne Of paper and stone In my backyard It's my God-given right This power's an attempt to lie My gold, my gold's in a tower And a paper crown upon my head I'm lying in state For my boy-king is dead Long live my boy-king Long live my boy-king Long live my boy-king