Use to be a major scale But the melody went stale Musical cacophony let Insy Winsy spider free
Your a rich little boy Who's had to work for his toys You've got all sensabilities oh Of an upper class guy
noooo, No i'm not your little slave No i don't twist and turn that way Only got bad things to say
Your always asking what is up, up with me could never tell you what happened the day i turned seventeen, the rise of a king and the fall of a queen oh seventeen, seven-teen
oh you were embarrassed of me cause i used my toungue freely bet you wish i couldn't speak cause when i do you know i tell you why you appear weak
You wanna have some free life go get your upper class wife she's got all personalities of a lemon that has been truly sucked dry
you teach me how to behave i felt you question the way i was brought up as a baby well you don't know f*** about my family
could never tell you what happened the day i turned seventeen, the rise of a king and the fall of a queen oh seventeen, seven-teen
the rise of a king, the fall of a queen
never felt like a princess i use to kill myself in this dress that it was just how things were meant to be