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Here's just a few of the changes I'll makewhen mankind appoints me king of Planet Earth
So pass me my crown (my scepter and gown)
Hear the first proclamation of Martin the I
Leaders who lied so that innocents diedpretending to cry, they beg for One's pardon
Protest? (well they might) - when imapaled on spikeson the grounds that surround Buckingham palace garden
If there is a world left for the meek to inherit,these bastards would bomb it the moment they get it
Bogged down in a mire - lost all sight of their goalsthought they gained the whole world - they've forsaken their souls"
On with their heads!", I'm the clown prince of fools"if you don't get the joke it's your loss"
Love and laughter you see are the new currency'cause greed's coinage is not worth a toss
Preachers who teach us that god loves his childreninstruct us to pray - and then prey on our kids
They'll not squeal with glee as the answer to meplaced in coffins of offal - I'll anil down their lids
There's still plenty of poisonous fish in the searich with more complexes than vitamine B
If trawling for assholes you'll net a fine catchwith skulls full of saw dust (well I've got the match!)"
On with their heads!", hear my royal decree"shut your mouth". "it could open your mind"
What a chance there would be if someday we could seeone-eyed man in this land of the blind"
On with their heads!" now my word is the lawand your ignorant bliss is high treasonwhen the "thought-police" call for you, they will have a ballcause the wise don't get mad they get even"
On with their heads!", I'm the clown prince of fools"if you don't get the joke it's your loss"
Love and laughter you see are the new currency'cause greed's coinage is not worth a toss
Crack-pot patricians - fascist politicianswheelers and dealers - big-shot money makers
Mass redundancy down the frawd factorynow notice has been served on all liberty-takers
Those still unaware that a new age must dawn,shall wake with their necks on the block come the morn
On my ferry to Styx everyone pays the tollit's time to rock the boat - empty heads start to roll"
On with their heads!", hear my royal decree"shut your mouth". "it could open your mind"
What a chance there would be if someday we could seeone-eyed man in this land of the blind"
On with their heads!" now my word is the lawand your ignorant bliss is high treasonwhen the "thought-police" call for you, they will have a ballcause the wise don't get mad they get even
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