The king throws down bone after bone after bone He means what he says, you can hear it in his tone The queen is trapped in her room all alone Lonely with only her guards and her phone She lays her head down she says “Fuck this town! I’m going out to sea…”
It’s you! The man with the cut off hands who knows better than to reach! No favour, no pity anywhere in this city No mercy for the weak!
Ha-ha-ha! (ha-ha-ha) Ha-ha-ha! (ha-ha-ha) Ha-ha-ha! Ha, ha, ha!
The ladder is rigged by these pigs in wigs, they’ll take a hammer to your hands They’re metal and mean, vetted and clean And they have read your plans You stay alive at night, can hide in plain sight If you simply have nothing to say
It’s you! The man with the cut off hands who knows better than to reach! No favour, no pity anywhere in this city No mercy for the weak!
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
There’s a disease goin’ ’round this whole town, it has everyone on their knees There’s a disease goin’ ’round this whole town, it has everyone on their knees