| Heavy is the head that wears the crown
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| All the people came to hear him speak from miles around
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| They hung on every word a song in every sound
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| Heavy is the head that wears the crown
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| He touched the sky to light up all the stars
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| He could snap his fingers and catch lightning in a jar
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| I am you and you are me and we are who we are
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| Touch the sky and light up all the stars
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| All hail the king whose castle’s falling down
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| The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown
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| Poor man has his money, rich man has his gold
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| All hail the king whose fortune is his soul
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| He climbed the clouds to heaven’s highest hill
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| When you get that high the earth below looks just like a blue pill
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| Gave wind to all his horses and to all his men good will
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| When he climbed down from heaven’s highest hill
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| All hail the king whose castle’s falling down
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| The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown
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| Poor man has his money, rich man has his gold
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| All hail the king whose fortune is his soul
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| He breathed his last, they laid him in the ground
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| False prophets spoke of riches and said all hail to us now
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| The faithful wouldn’t listen and they never would bow down
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| He breathed his last, they laid him in the ground
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| All hail the king whose castle’s falling down
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| The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown
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| Poor man has his money, rich man has his gold
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| All hail the king whose fortune is his soul |