Child King

Across from me sat the new emperor Hardly thirteen And I asked him why he cried "No one stays around anymore, I cannot guess why In my world, oh, they should try" I asked "How loyal are your subjects?" "Not," was the child king's reply; rarely would they comply "I always search for new subjects, still I'm loathsome to try If they served me too long they would fortify "With all of my benevolence There's still no obedience Or is it just coincidence That everyone here's indifferent? So I must move on "So I fear a dependence Between my subjects and I So if they leave me I won't die "I always search for new subjects Still I'm loathsome to try In my world they should try "With all of my benevolence There's still no obedience Or is it just coincidence That everyone here's indifferent? So I must move on." ...[sporadic laughter]... ...I'm sorry, that was bad... ...I don't know how to laugh...[laughter] it's hard when somebody wants you to...