The king's upstairs addin' up the score
Sent me down here to mind the store
Screams from his tower
Sleeps with his treasure
Thinks he's gonna be the king forever

He runs his little regime
Big wheels grinding up another man's dream
Just to feed a machine

I'm gonna get cast from his domain
Thrown out into the driving rain
But I'd rather be laid down in my grave
Than be the king's slave

The king walks like he's got a gun on his side
The king thinks I'm thinkin' 'bout him all the time
Builds castles that block out
the light of the sun
But down in these shadows a change has begun

He runs his little regime
Big wheels grinding up another man's dream
Just to feed the machine

I'm gonna get cast from his domain
Thrown out into the driving rain
But I'd rather be laid down in my grave...

So I walked up the stairs, two steps to a stride
Didn't knock on his door, I just walked right inside
Sat down on his throne
Said, 'Your majesty of mine,
You can stick your kingdom where the sun don't shine'

You know I got cast from his domain
Thrown out into a hurricane
But I'd rather be laid down in my grave
Than be the king's slave