I Am The White-Mantled King

Folding bed sheets on my own
I am the bedouin leader
I am the white-mantled king
Folding bed sheets on my own
I am the one who just said he doesn’t need her
I am the one who decides when and if to do anything
In the vast space of my home
No one’s left me, I’m just alone
So now you’re hanging with that pale, simple crowd
You go on do that
I stay here to save the chateau
From burning down, falling over, sinking into the swamp
Folding bed sheets on my own
I am the bedouin leader
I am the white-mantled king
Folding bed sheets on my own
I am the one who just said he doesn’t need her
I am the one who decides when and if to do anything
In the vast space of my home
No one’s left me, I’m just alone
Sandbox games with that pale, simple crowd
You go on do that
I stay here to save the chateau
From burning down, falling over, sinking into the swamp
I’m here biding my time
There will be people in line
To praise the things I’ve done