King

Off with his head! What they're saying What they're saying What they're saying Crowds screaming out to me "Long live the wannabe" All the preying All the preying All the preying They sharpen up their teeth It's a vicious scene They'll go crazy when I've made it What does "made it" even mean? All hail I'll never be your king I'll never be your king I'll never be your All hail I'll never be your king I'll never be your king No, I'll never be your Off with his head! Growing louder Growing louder Growing louder Whatever they believe Is never what it seems It's the hour It's the hour It's the hour They're rising from beneath And coming after me They'll go crazy when I've made it What does "made it" even mean? All hail I'll never be your king I'll never be your king I'll never be your All hail I'll never be your king I'll never be your king No, I'll never be your Off with his head! Why would you even build a pedestal or beautiful throne If it's not your own? You search for royalty, celebrity, for riches and love But it's in your blood All hail I'll never be your king I'll never be your king I'll never be your All hail I'll never be your king I'll never be your king No, I'll never be your Off with his head!