Little kings, little queens
Whatcha do when you’re 18?
Don’t hide in secret
Come with me kid
Life won’t always be a scream

Let the man mark your hand
Come out dancing to a band
DJ spinning
Children sinning
Life won’t always be so grand

Pick up your orb and scepter
Throw back a glass of nectar
So who’s that new kid on the scene?
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
They’ll coronate you, Little King.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.

Surfing porn in the dorm
Little deaths for the unborn
No, your bony ceremony don’t exhibit proper form
You ain’t made 21
Whatcha do when day is done?
You could swap glands
Or smoke an off-brand
In the rays of the midnight sun

‘Cause one day you’re gonna be thirty or fifty-three
So who’s that new kid on the scene?
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
He’ll crucify you, Little King.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.


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