Royals
Every technicality
Stored inside the royals' heads
Comes out into the world
Through their grandiose attitude
And clothes of the finest weave
Like water from a broken levee.
Someone is not to their liking?
They'll have friends see to that!
Every single goody-pretty says
Off with her head
Just because
A hair fell out of place.
The only escape of a
Similar fate
Is to become one,
To be perfect,
To be loved
For all the wrong reasons.
Stored inside the royals' heads
Comes out into the world
Through their grandiose attitude
And clothes of the finest weave
Like water from a broken levee.
Someone is not to their liking?
They'll have friends see to that!
Every single goody-pretty says
Off with her head
Just because
A hair fell out of place.
The only escape of a
Similar fate
Is to become one,
To be perfect,
To be loved
For all the wrong reasons.