King Is Dead

Oh let’s get drunk
Just like a fall ball!
Oh let’s get stoned
Once and for all!
Powder powder oh my! my!
What’s the matter in the sky?
The king is dead, mama oh
The king is dead
Well mama says
«Long dead the king!»

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!

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 l’ll be countin’ up to one
And give the people what they want