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When I was King I was not really the man I am now 

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I was like anyone sitting on a throne made out of china

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When I was king I had already abdicated 

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Already melted my crown down to sell as scrap 

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But they'd run the first run of stamps 

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The Baltimore Sun Lyrics

(Olson, Louris) Gunflint Music BMI  

In the Baltimore daily newspaper  
Miracles really happen that way  
Now, you know me much better than any  
And that is why I can't call you my friend  
Call you my friend  
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People had cashed in their post office savings 

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To buy some and lick the back of my neck 

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I just let them get on with it  arrange the coronation 

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I just didn't turn up,  I just didn't turn up

 

You became Queen to a regime of fixed ideas 

The subjects just outlines like figures in 
Val Maar Dood! Lyrics



Ik moet hard lachen als je vraagt hoe het gaat 
Je geeft een slap handje hebt wat prietpraat paraat 
Je likt je naar boven maar je hoort in de goot 
Paling in een emmer snot, val maar dood! 
Als een vuile hoer 
a shadow cabinet 

And then we ruled over some green and pleasant land 

With a frog and a princess not necessarily in that order

 

But if you want it to be  What you want it to be 

You'll have to dethrone me or have me decapitated 

I didn't want to be King anyway  I always preferred to hang out 

with the servants, the servants

    When I was King

When I was King there was no country left to rule 

Jesters and fools were leaders all of them 
LET YOUR FEELINGS SHOW Lyrics

Maurice White, David Foster & Allee Willis


Woke up Sunday morning,
Feeling out of tune.
Wrapped my eyes around you,
Love came in the room.
Baby, gonna let my feelings show,
Everyday, gonna learn to 
a royal pain 

Now I'm a serf but I'm still trying to be a king 

But putting the crown on is like  putting a silk purse on a sow's ear 

And if I want it to be Like I want it to be 

I'll have to assassinate someone  with a guitar as a gun 

On it's good to be King  I know that I've been there 

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Many, many, many, many kingdoms ago When I was King

 

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