Sitting at the table with his pen in his hand
Sprouting big ideas for his masterplan
But the monkeys just don’t know
What they want so he won’t go

Chipping away at the less informed
With his big fat snout and jowl on the floor
When he met a slippery snake
And the slippery snake did say

Oooh
Burn this sorry kingdom to the ground
Oooh
Ask no questions make no sound

Build a castle and make them pay
Then you tell them things will be better off this way
They’ll sing and cry to the cut-throat King

Run for your lives and sell your health
Put your faith in swine and serpent
They’ll work wonders for your wealth
And then piggy will start to yell

You and me forgotten in the sun
Throw away your future let it run