Old King Cole was a merry old soul but King Zedekiah

He suffered nothing but grief

Sits on a busted throne, head pounds in pain

Like you could never understand

O Jerusalem! You're such a rotten town!

I could try to tell you but you'd never understand

You could never

You could never

Some times kings must do what's hard

Ol' Zed knew it

Put himself to it

Chucked away his crown and you could never, you could never understand

Chaldean guard goes to the king

Down from his horse, out to the court, lines up his sons and rips those fuckers down

And now he's alone. Kingdom, children - gone

When out of the field comes Nebuchadnezzar the Foe

And he's just... gleaming

I can tell you one thing, man: just because they call you the king, it isn't real

I can tell you one thing, man: they will build you up for a fall

I can tell you one thing I know

Back in the saddle, back on the road

Tears fall from holes where his eyes once were

Sometimes kings get wiped out, pissed on, ripped up, cut down

Sometimes kings get gone