Here's just a few of the changes I'll make

when mankind appoints me king of Planet Earth

So pass me my crown (my scepter and gown)

Hear the first proclamation of Martin the I



Leaders who lied so that innocents died

pretending to cry, they beg for One's pardon

Protest? (well they might) - when imapaled on spikes

on the grounds that surround Buckingham palace garden



If there is a world left for the meek to inherit,

these bastards would bomb it the moment they get it

Bogged down in a mire - lost all sight of their goals

thought they gained the whole world - they've forsaken their souls



"On with their heads!",I'm the clown prince of fools

"if you don't get the joke it's your loss"

Love and laughter you see are the new currency

'cause greed's coinage is not worth a toss



Preachers who teach us that god loves his children

instruct us to pray - and then prey on our kids

They'll not squeal with glee as the answer to me

placed in coffins of offal - I'll anil down their lids



There's still plenty of poisonous fish in the sea

rich with more complexes than vitamine B

If trawling for assholes you'll net a fine catch

with skulls full of saw dust (well I've got the match!)



"On with their heads!",hear my royal decree

"shut your mouth" - "it could open your mind"

What a chance there would be if someday we could see

one-eyed man in this land of the blind



"On with their heads!" now my word is the law

and your ignorant bliss is high treason

when the "thought-police" call for you, they will have a ball

cause the wise don't get mad they get even



"On with their heads!",I'm the clown prince of fools

"if you don't get the joke it's your loss"

Love and laughter you see are the new currency

'cause greed's coinage is not worth a toss



Crack-pot patricians - fascist politicians

wheelers and dealers - big-shot money makers

Mass redundancy down the frawd factory

now notice has been served on all liberty-takers



Those still unaware that a new age must dawn,

shall wake with their necks on the block come the morn

On my ferry to Styx everyone pays the toll

it's time to rock the boat - empty heads start to roll



"On with their heads!",hear my royal decree

"shut your mouth" - "it could open your mind"

What a chance there would be if someday we could see

one-eyed man in this land of the blind



"On with their heads!" now my word is the law

and your ignorant bliss is high treason

when the "thought-police" call for you, they will have a ball

cause the wise don't get mad they get even