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King With No Hands

from Found Fiction by Lords of Sealand

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Concubines dance, perform the victorious war
For the king with no hands who thought he could feed the poor
Now the palaces burn, but I suppose it's all okay
the rich are downsizing to cottages to get away

They remember the day the king was crowned a thief
they never suspected but they all believed
and now when they sleep they see his eyes
he told the truth, but they'd only heard lies
Was one hungry mouth worth both his hands
Defending or forgetting all that he stands
he once was king, now he's a king
the only real difference is he has no hands

Concubines dance, perform the victorious war
For the king with no hands who thought he could feed the poor
Now the palaces burn, but I suppose it's all okay
the rich are downsizing to cottages to get away

Lets make a toast To the sickness and health
to the wine and the water and never having to bother
to split wood, cross words, or go anywhere
To dress up, to look down, to comb out our hair
And lets make a toast to never have to face
the people we love or the things out of place
And lets all just hope we are not in his place

Concubines dance, perform the victorious war
For the king with no hands who thought he could feed the poor
Now the palaces burn, but I suppose it's all okay
the rich are downsizing to cottages to get away

Lets open the Earth and bury souls
Lets hide from the world and play make-believe
We'll trample the weeds of our favorite path
We'll join Pagan tribes and never look back
For the world is too high now, they only look down
and those harlots in dance can't remember their hometown
and the king so wise can't drink his own tea
And the old mid-wives can't remember their own children

Concubines dance, perform the victorious war
For the king with no hands who thought he could feed the poor
Now the palaces burn, but I suppose it's all okay
the rich are downsizing to cottages to get away

The rich are downsizing

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from Found Fiction, released September 20, 2014

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Lords of Sealand San Francisco, California

Lords of Sealand are:
Jon Illum - lead vocals
Dakota Salazar - guitar
Brent Curriden - guitar
Evan Gritzon - bass
Nick Moore - Drums

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