Night after night in the wee-wee hours
With the TV blaring and my mind turning sour
Over talk show jabber and tea party spew

Wallstreet scum and religious hullaballoo

See shadows over the land of the free

For every honest toiler so plain to see
The American Dream corrupted past recognition
By corporate greed and lying politicians


(That's why) I can't stop thinking
What if I weren't who I am

But a righteous ruler - an honest King
Of this martyred land


Merciless I 'm gonna build that bridge
Across the great divide between poor and rich
A glorious day of a whole lot more

That I'll arrange and array
If I was King - King of the USA


Now go hand me my crown
I've got to save a nation
From jingoism and civil rights violation

From media, stupefying all and one
Only then I believe that my duty is done


All you Robber Barons
ought to be shut up and fit
In little tin cans with my royal head on it

A reward for the rest, for your part of the show
We dig a royal hole where you all can go


I'm preppin' to lead my people into a free, gilded age
Always keeping my magic close
I practice my sleight of hand

Then when we bleed the book
And every page sounds a raging hook
I know and you know and we know

I did it my way
When I was king - King of the USA
When we were King - King of the USA

When we were King - King of the USA