King Of Fools

he is a guru and a goofy dork

a broken hip a human question mark

he is a fool and a golden god

so powerful and so beautifully odd

a limping lord up and pacing the stage

a sea of eyeballs watch him float as he sways

he stumble forward he jerking back

he touch the sky and he fall through the crack

he's the king of fools he's the king of fools

he's the king of fools he's the king

he's breathing deeply twisted up by yoga

inhaling caviar and coca cola

all I can see are leggy legs on a couch

giggling in limos easing out through the crowd

he's the king of fools he's the king of fools

he's the king of fools he's the king

he is a guru and a goofy dork

a broken hip a human question mark

he is a fool and a golden god

so powerful and so beautifully odd

he's the king of fools he's the king of fools

he's the king of fools he's the king