King of the World

 

A seven-year old sits on a yellow rug

Surrounded by toy ships, planes

Tanks, soldiers, and guns

Swoosh, bang, boom, and rat-a-tat

Take that you devils

You have to do what I say

 

A seven-year old man on a yellow chair

Surrounded by phones, buttons

Where are the marines

Capture their leader and oil

Send me the money

You have to do what I say

 

I’m king of the world

 

Until we stop listening

Until we stop following

Until we take away the toys

Until we send him away

Until we replace him

Until we forget he was here

 

Not king of the world at all

Just a seven-year old child

With dreams of glory

Not king of the world at all

Just a seven-year old

Not king of the world

 

Not king of the world

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Friday, 13 Mar 26