Testo The King Is Dead

Oh let's get drink
just like a fall ball!
Oh let's get stoned
once and for all!
Powder powder oh my! my!
What's the matter of the sky?
The king is dead, mama oh,
the king is dead. Well mama says
" Long dead the king! ".

It was yours
and now it's mine.
Harvest time
and pourin' wine
Beggar's bag full of bills,
pumpkin rollin ' down the hill,
and I'll be countin' up to ONE
and give the people what they want.

Fuck a bird and blue the sky,
queeny, queeny, free the slaves
and set the fire to the jail. Bing! Bang! Bang! your royalty!
piss and laugh, miserere!