| Some people make a living
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| While others make it killing
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| Some start out as the hero
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| But they end up as the villain
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| Some people do the working
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| While others do the talking
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| I can see ‘em out there cruising
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| While the rest of us are walking
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| Some sail on a ship of fools
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| That do their best to make the rules
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| It might be that they don’t see
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| But it’s plain to me
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| The king is dead, the king is dead
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| He fought the fight but he lost his head
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| The king is dead but all they said
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| Was long live king
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| Long live the king
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| Oh don’t stand there looking useless
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| Pick up a heavy hammer
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| Get down upon your hands and knees
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| To work down in the mud
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| You’re gonna be subjected
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| To the struggle of existence
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| It’s time to show us all
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| What you’re really made of
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| Stand down, your game of greed
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| And find out what you really need
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| Untie the ties that behind
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| And leave it all behind
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| The king is dead, the king is dead
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| He fought the fight but he lost his head
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| The king is dead and all they said
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| Was long live king
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| The king is dead, the king is dead
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| We’re marching down on streets of red
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| The king is dead but all they said
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| Was long live king
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| Long live the king
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| Long live the king
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| Long live the king
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| Whoo! |