This King Is Poor Del Amitri

[2003 CD Edition Bonus Track]

Yeah, you won't get rich today
Because they way you woke up was like a perfect failure
You dreamt last night you were the king of the country
Whilst the sun was beneath you, burning up Australia

Someday you will be counting up your cars with glee
Hoping your life won't end up bent around the belly of the tree
And when the good fairy grants you three wishes they will be
To have as many pound notes as there are fishes in the sea

But as your dream gets sucked away
You get fat and they'll never let on
You're not the cream of the court anymore
She took this king from his queen
Now this king is poor

It would be good if you could just quit arguing
It would be good if you could run away and hide
But you go with the wind, and go with the tide
Just like any time she murders your pride

You made one error when she called you a king
You looked in the mirror and the mirror said
"you're not the same as you were before"
The result is plain
Now this king is poor