I went to my mother, said please make me king I went to my mother, said Ive got to be king She said son well youve got to wait your turn Patience is a virtue that you never seemed to learn You were born with nothing, to nothing youll return Ch Now, now the lights go out theres no warning Now, now the lights go out theres no reason Now, now the voices cry we dont need you now I went to my father, said please make me king Went to my father, said Ive got to be king He said son youve got to do your time Ive done fiftythree years and I havent yet done mine Youre just one of the millions waiting in line Ch Now, now the lights go out theres no warning Now, now the lights go out theres no reason Now, now the voices cry we dont need you now History gave us meaning, gave us a place Gave my father reasons for the lines on his face But we asked for the money and money they gave And God, how that made us easy to enslave So today at the office, we picked up the cheque The handshake of gold, the stab in the back The old men went home silent and bowed The young men went drinking, drowning it out So in every street, in every town, comes some young pretender Just gunning for a crown take it take it all Ch But now, now the lights go out . .
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