The King Is Dead

We dance like new years eve, we We dance from sheer relief, whoa oh Everything must change [Verse 1: Urthboy] The people that you projected us as We were nothing of the sort, sold us all short Put down the champagne, no toast to the legacy (no way) And all the propaganda of prosperity That's what a machine does and they don't need therapy You turned us into a nation of haters Far-right appeaser/ believer in whatever get you leader Dog whistle through the speakers See who bites it, I noticed a hell of a lot of people liked it An ethical choice is simpler if you price it Conquer by dividing that's why you admired him? Unless pushed we would never have retired him Fuckin pirate history will damn him Once it seemed like nothing could damage him {Unkle Ho spits something in Mandarin} Crook, you got your arse played in Mandarin! [Hook: Jane Tyrell (+ Herd)] Finally the King is Dead, we cried "off with his head!" Everything must change (Everything must change), everything must change We dance like New Years Eve, we dance from relief, everything must change (Nothing stays the same), Nothing stays the same oh Nothing stays the same ohhh [Verse 2: Ozi Batla] Yeah Cats I know are feeling just like the rapture And I can tell who this mood is failing to capture It's like somebody finally did light that match up And burn down the parliament, learned from the argument Can't be non-partisan, when you're an artist And you put your heart in it, and that's not even the half of it Like my man said, we're talking butter and bread Better if his words were never uttered again Mostly vindictive, who could have predicted Just a few tax breaks to keep us all addicted The dickhead dictator, leader, imitator Made me feel immature when I said "I hate ya" Did you read the paper the day after and hear the laughter? I'll read it to you, it starts with M McKew and ends with you No broader view from the people on your ship that you used to call crew Huh! That's typical, now I guess it's difficult For the type of person who only thinks of individual No residual, you'll see our resilience Take your bat and ball and head for the pavilion [Hook] [Jane Tyrell] Just promise me this, no rose petal glasses, quickly confine him to part of the past Just promise me this, no rose petal glasses, quickly confine him to part of the past [Hook] {X2} Nothing stays the same oh... Nothing stays the same oh...