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Because thail take all your rights

Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail to the king (hail, hail, hail, the king
Because thail take all your rights

Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail to the king (hail, hail, hail, the king
I'll do what I can
To take you off to the promised land

I'm a sun king, baby
Let me take you by the hand
Sun king, honey
We can rule across
I'll do what I can
To take you off to the promised land

I'm a sun king, baby
Let me take you by the hand
Sun king, honey
We can rule across
Because thail take all your rights

Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail to the king (hail, hail, hail, the king
continents' shores
Reaching into the depths where the sun's light is never shown
Mixed with algae and coral, breathed in by sharks and dolphins
Sailed by
their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name me king
Name me king

Brick by brick I built my fortress
My queen beautiful, Lamborghini
(Laura Branigan/Kevin Wells)

Time, time gets the best of me
Moving on endlessly, when we're apart
Faith, faith is the strength I need
Faith is
Join the triumph of the skies;
With the angelic host proclaim,
'Christ is born in Bethlehem'
Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King
and skyscraper meet
Billion dollar penthouse and people on the street
Pact in the sun shade by foreign debt
Amnesia in the Sambadrome, king bandit's gonna sweat
here
But he's not the only one
Lost inside
Forever hidden from the sun

Madness reigns
In the Hall of the Mountain King
Oh yeah

His deep
Dark
to carry your feeble, your hopeless and your weary ones 
We are the Warriors of the Sun 
The black angel of Memphis is by our side 
He walked and he
Blues is king 
A beautiful thing 
You just don't know whenever you're done by the one you love 
And the joke's on you 
If you don't know it's
And act all urban to jack-up your sound-scan
What's the matter with you?
How come you rhyme monosyllabically?
Is atrophy shrinking your entire
Join the triumph in skies

With angelic host proclaim,
'Christ is born in Bethlehem!'
Hark the herald angels sing,
'Glory to the newborn King
soul like a cavity
Seems the world is out to gather just by gravity
The wheel keeps turning the sky's rearranging
Look my son the weather is changing
When you were Santorin
You were once worshiped as a fire king
South of Naxos, shaped by Scirocco heat
Far above surfacing the Sea of Crete, your feet
Well you're coming down High Street
Walking in the sun
You make a dead man rise and holler she's the one

Jolene
Jolene
Baby I am the king and you're
The sun cannot compare to the glory of your love
There is no shadow in your presence
No mortal man would dare to stand before your throne
Before the Holy
An abyssic voice in purile mind... a fallen one
Wandering by the shores, of eternal sin...
The sun no longer shines here
Endless waves roll upon the endless
here
But he's not the only one
Lost inside
Forever hidden from the sun

Madness reigns
In the Hall of the Mountain King
Oh yeah

His deep
Dark
Join the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim
'Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark! the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King
my soul like a cavity
Seems like the world is out to gather just by gravity
The wheel keeps turning the sky's rearranging
Look my son the weather is
Not to touch the earth 
Not to see the sun 
Nothing left to do, but 
Run, run, run 
Let's run 
Let's run 
House upon the hill 
Moon is lying
Figure of smoke, emerald head
Magnificent is the king of the dead
Somewhere beyond the sun still shines
But even snow dies sometimes