I,
Morex, announce that in order to save the children,
I shall liquidate the nobles and expropriate their coins.
Bring me the shutter hook
Bring me the fin ance book
Wheel in the pretty pig -pinching pin
Now bring all of the nobles in
AHHHHH!
Horses help us, people help us
This man is insane
It grows ever older
What are your titles?
What are your sins?
I'll show you mercy
If you jump in the bin
People want a sinner who
loves to confess
Who leaps to his fate and he won't make
a mess
You are too harsh, your ferocity vile
People want a king that rules with a smile
Tickle their ears,
sweet nothings they ad ore
Purple, my vile mess,
don't be a bore
Hand me my imperial crook
Hand over the finance book
Lush out the pretty pig -pinching bin
Now bring all of the judges
in
All of you judges, take heed,
I've got laws to make.
We must tax the dead,
but not let the living wait.
I have plans for the weather that
cannot be delayed.
Into the big picture,
all of you will not be swayed.
You are too harsh, your ferocity vile
People want a king who rules with a smile
To their ears,
it's like nothing's there at all
Oh, my vileness, you are pure and raw
My sweet pig
Puckett, make no mistake
I will not bend, I can only break.