Son of Henry, I'm the first in line To the throne, smell my mustard gas I slash swords through your wooden spine Well it cut my heart and it blew my head
We made love at the side of the road Reflex, you better know this flows fast This little river is particularly sinister Close your eyes and take my hand
I want to scream one last death medley I am looking for a reason to secure a forward motion
Love that golden rule, that golden rule Need that golden rule, that golden rule Secrets are the truth, they are the truth We need that silver rule, that silver rule
Face to face with the ball and chain I'll poke my head up until it's red I tell my secrets and you took my pain About a broken heart and I will do it again
Son of Henry, I'm the first in line To the throne, smell my mustard gas I slash swords through your wooden spine Well it cut my heart and it blew my head
I want to scream one last death medley I am looking for a reason to secure a forward motion
Love that golden rule, that golden rule Need that golden rule, that golden rule Secrets are the truth, they are the truth We need that silver rule, that silver rule