IQ - King Of Fools lyrics

King of fools, you'll never bring him back He's got them where they want him Hanging high, is this the way it ends ? On bended knee, not with a bang But with a fatal kiss, I won't twist again For you can bend me, shape me Won't escape me Now I've got the reason for the rhyme Skintight stupid substitute You don't come close, no sense pretending Dr Suess's golden goose is Too seductive, too demanding Idle handsome fascist with his Love-me-love-my-velvet-fist attention Never meant to leave me Now I'm unintentionally fine