I flew a whiskey bottle rocket to the moon
I sailed a dead cat cross the Humboldt Park Lagoon
I carried February halfway into June
To wear this crown
Here in this kingdom I can walk the streets unknown
Among my subjects, unexalted and alone
I’ve had to fall so low just to ascend this throne
To wear this crown
No usurpers staking claim to my prestige
No barbarians sapping walls or laying siege
Who’d want this empire anyway? Noblesse oblige
To wear this crown
I’ll love you til the wheels fall off the Lake Street El
Until this pearly soul has shed this salty shell
I’ll waltz your empty gown around the floor of Hell
to wear this crown
to wear this crown
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