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Here's just a few of the changes I'll
mankind appoints me king of Planet Earth
So pass me my (my scepter and gown)
the first proclamation of Martin the I

Leaders who lied so innocents died
to cry, they beg for One's pardon
Protest? (well they might) - imapaled on spikes
on the grounds that surround Buckingham garden

If there is a world for the meek to inherit,
these bastards would bomb it the moment get it
Bogged down in a mire - lost all of their goals
thought they gained the whole world - they've their souls

"On with their heads!", I'm the clown prince of
"if you get the joke it's your loss"
Love and you see are the new currency
'cause greed's is not worth a toss

Preachers who teach us god loves his children
instruct us to - and then prey on our kids
not squeal with glee as the answer to me
placed in of offal - I'll anil down their lids

There's still plenty of poisonous in the sea
rich more complexes than vitamine B
If trawling for assholes you'll net a catch
with skulls of saw dust (well I've got the match!)

"On with their heads!", hear my decree
"shut your mouth". "it could open mind"
What a chance there be if someday we could see
man in this land of the blind

"On their heads!" now my word is the law
and your bliss is high treason
when the "thought-police" for you, they will have a ball
cause the don't get mad they get even

"On with their heads!", I'm the clown prince of
"if you get the joke it's your loss"
and laughter you see are the new currency
'cause greed's coinage is not a toss

patricians - fascist politicians
wheelers and - big-shot money makers
Mass redundancy down the frawd
now notice has served on all liberty-takers

Those still unaware that a new age dawn,
shall wake with their necks on the block the morn
On my ferry to Styx pays the toll
time to rock the boat - empty heads start to roll

"On with their heads!", my royal decree
"shut your mouth". "it could open mind"
What a chance would be if someday we could see
one-eyed man in this land of the

"On with their heads!" now my is the law
and ignorant bliss is high treason
when the "thought-police" for you, they will have a ball
cause the wise get mad they get even