He is made of sh** Wants not the glimpse of the sun Wandering my pretty hides in his lover's c*nt So he says to me you gotta let go of your beliefs For i have seen men fall Worth more than you'd ever be So don't you see what i mean Your mind could never conceive the knowledge that i possess To share at my will Oh my precious thing you stand out But none can see Bitter hollow soul Pity the kingdom less king