I am in love with the waking It is cold but I ain't mistaking Proud like Mary to be here again To be here now with my very best friend Merry go round I'm in love with the waking
And when I dissappear Into the night and out of the fear Hunting with sword and spear I am king Lear Having a love affair With myself
I rule if you follow I spit if you swollow
You've been dealt the cards but there's nothing at stake |What is it worth when your limbs begin to shake King of black hearts in the parliament A skinny white boy for president Triumph at hand but still nothing at stake