| There is no color in the king
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| And he is softer than the queen
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| Confusion reignssometimes it reigns.
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| Now a colored sky never makes anybody cry
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| But a grey cloud always makes it rainsometimes it rains.
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| He only has the moves of a knight
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| But he wants the absolute freedom of a queen
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| Too bad the only money heЂ™s got is coming in
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| Colored american green.
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| You know itЂ™s worthless paper you can spend or save
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| Go ahead and count that by yourself but look out
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| SomebodyЂ™s looking
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| YouЂ™re supposed to do that by yourself — count it
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| He says heЂ™s not doing anything wrong he thinks
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| HeЂ™s just another part of the royal story
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| But does it always have to start that way
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| Always ending someday
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| With no manЂ™s warning.
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| DonЂ™t talk backsome ruler saysor everything
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| You need will go away
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| Every answer you think youЂ™ve ever said is just a guess
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| And the king of clocks just slowly locks up every day.
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| Clocks strikes damn near perfect at night
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| But it moves so slow in the morning light
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| King says a crown doesnЂ™t make the man
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| But we all knowyes we all knowhe thinks heЂ™s born to glory.
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| Until he dies by the devine right of kings
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| No one down here wants to give that man any golden wings
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| And man must flyman must fly
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| Is that grey man sane
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| No colorno name. |