John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
[Verse 1]
The world is turning upside down, no one's in the black
The king is on the balcony, the queen is in the sack
He's lying through his golden teeth, she's lying on her back
Beneath this handsome soldier and the family coat of arms
The lady she's affected by the soldier's obvious charms
And the king sweats quite profusely and says we should stay calm
Well, I can see his brand new suit but I can't see the man
He's here to cover up his so-called economic plan
But his voice dwindles to nothing, he strikes up the royal band
[Chorus]
To play it's alright
Say it's alright
Wеll, it's alright tonight
It's all performed for the idiot's dеlight
[Verse 2]
Well, the trains are almost empty since the crash of '89
They built a brand new station but forgot about the line
They built a brand new human but forgot about the spine
Well, everything gets cut to bits, no one sees it bleed
It's not the way you play the game but how you can succeed
Put the bastards in a new town and watch those rabbits breed
Well, the king he's got his stepson in return for foolish pride
The queen had her mad moment's glory, then of course she dies
The soldier planned the revolution right from the inside
[Chorus]
It's alright
It's alright
Well, it's alright tonight
Because it's all performed for the idiot's delight
[Verse 3]
Well, the soldier's executed, he's mistaken for the king
Who said he was from somewhere else and hadn't done a thing
And made off with the crown jewels
But misplaced his wedding ring
Power’s aphrodisiac, addicts die of thirst
Well, the new El Presidente saw his bubble finally burst
And the king returned from exile, by request to break the curse
He fulfills election promises with temporary cures
And everything's worse than it once was without the same allure
And his stepson is on squad inspection making overtures
[Chorus]
It's alright
It's alright
Well, it's alright tonight
Because it's all performed for the idiot's delight
It's all performed for the idiot's delight
Because it's all performed for the idiot's delight
Idiot’s Delight was written by John Wesley Harding.
Idiot’s Delight was produced by John Wesley Harding.