Twenty years on the front line of power
This is missing, sweep here, get me a piece of paper
You close it and tomorrow open before three
this envelope is for you at the end of the month
When the sovereign suffers accidental death
Who was there as a natural heir
Willing to take charge of this congregation
Of good people orphaned by a roof and good liquor
Hey, hey, say hello to the king
Step to the champion
The only one who can lead the procession
Hey, hey, say hi to the king
To the owner of the keys to this kingdom
You are now a pillar of the community
Everyone respects you and that is not going to change
You have more tattoos than teeth and a necklace
That they kiss when you pass by them in the bar
(singing)
Hey, hey, greet the king
Pass to the champion
The only one who can lead the procession
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To the owner of the keys to this kingdom