[Verse 1]
The king sits all alone
With his head down on the throne
And he's cryin'
The court had stood him up
Until they've had, had enough
And he's cryin'
[Pre-Chorus]
His simple trick of rhetoric
Like blood from a finger with a little prick
The hanging scroll sits on a stick
And he's cryin'
[Chorus]
So call up your money maker (Call up your money maker)
And maybe he'll find a taker (Maybe he'll find a taker)
It'll take a lot to break him
Just give him time to break
[Verse 2]
The words can fuel the fire
And pretty soon they'll turn to ash
From his cryin'
You're only foolin' yourself
If you think it's gonna last
From he's cryin'
The king sits all alone
With his head down on the throne
And he's cryin'
The court had stood him up
Until they've had, had enough
And he's cryin'
[Pre-Chorus]
His simple trick of rhetoric
Like blood from a finger with a little prick
The hanging scroll sits on a stick
And he's cryin'
[Chorus]
So call up your money maker (Call up your money maker)
And maybe he'll find a taker (Maybe he'll find a taker)
It'll take a lot to break him
Just give him time to break
[Verse 2]
The words can fuel the fire
And pretty soon they'll turn to ash
From his cryin'
You're only foolin' yourself
If you think it's gonna last
From he's cryin'
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