Lyrics Here Comes the King - Golden Silvers

Here Comes the King

Oh, this is the last love song
That ever I will sing
Before the vultures have caught my heart
And the bells cease to ring
But here comes the pretty boy
Here comes the king
Your heart is his kingdom
Your body is his wing
And he’s coming for your daughters
And he’s coming for your sons
To conquer and slaughter
Each and everyone and each and everything
Oh here comes the king
I find myself dressed in sequins
Held in my left hand is an ace
But still I wish I could change my name
And I wish I could change my face
But here comes the pretty boy
With his whistles and bells
With his cloak and his toys
I think we all know him well
And he’s coming for your body
And he’s coming for your soul
And he won’t be
'Til he’s broken all the golden gifts that you bring
Oh here comes the king
And you can kneel before him now
And polish his many jewelled crown
But he’ll just cross your shoulders with his sword
And then he’ll strike you down
But here comes the pretty boy
Surrounded in his throne
By nymphs and virgins
To convince him he’s not alone
And he’s coming for your sister
He’s coming for your land
To raise and ruin
Each and every hand that is held out to him