If it's bullshit you swing when I am King... Off with his head, off with your head If you line up the causes, one by one, there's still room for more and one more for war
If it's bullshit you swing when she is Queen... She'll take you to bed, off with your head You can reel off excuses, one by one, there's still room for love - but none of the above
When all we do is try - why do they take lives? Why do we waste life?