Mad King

Man made of earth, and woman made of bone
No good together, and no good alone
Take your chances on your own
Down in the valley the people built a wall
Ten feet wide and twenty feet tall
It cast a shadow over them all
High up on the tippy top the people placed their king
A man of short stature with a shiny gold ring
All the kings jokers shuffle through the crowd
To silence the people who think too loud
Look up high and if the rain won’t fall
Pray all night until you break that wall
Look up high and if the sun won’t shine
Drown your weary soul in blood red wine
Mad king to break your bones
Help you die and take your home
So i dug a big whole, on the other side of the wall
And I pushed the king off and watched him fall
Down
Where the laboring dead dig away
To make a hole where he will stay
Deep, deep down in hell
And there they’ll keep him very well
Look up high and if the rain won’t fall
Pray all night until you break that wall
Look up high and if the sun won’t shine
Drown your weary soul in blood red wine
Man made of earth, and woman made of bone
No good together, and no good alone
Take your chances on your own