Hey up there, you down for a stoning?
I say I got cross ‘cross my mind!
I stand up after the gloaming, inside.
I never stood down to tyranny in all my life
I take your word, I’ll take your wife
‘Cuz I got the blood and means on my side.
He sits up on his throne, getting sweets while I stand here alone
I got a heart full of soul and my mind in the bowl
With the sense of a rock and the brains of a foal
And the scene inside my mind, regicide!
The feuds did alright by my family
The peasants, I don’t pay no mind.
The wenches, they make me so randy, so fine!
Now, don’t say that the days of the Knights have passed
Or I’ll have to go yesterday on your ass
And all that comes before’s done in time.
Put his head on the wall, sweet anarchy is my call!
Got a craw full of ale and my lunch in the pail
With the wit of a goat and the charm of a snail
And this fever in my mind, regicide!
I don’t think that you want to know, why
understand my motivation know my
toppling the only rule we go by is the only occupation for I
never learned to ride or tend a pigsty, took the only offer drawn and so I’m
toppling the head on whom the crown lies on, until the break of dawn!!!
He sits up on his throne, as I work my hands to the bone!
I got a heart full of soul and my mind in the bowl, with the sense of a rock and the brain of a foal
Got a craw full of ale and my lunch in the pail, with the wit of a goat and the charm of a snail
Got a face like a frog, breath like a dog, got eyes like a bat, I sleep with my cat
And the scene inside my mind, it’s the fever in my mind, as I walk this zany line