The Men Who Would Be King (Max Pashm Remix) (Bonus Track)

(Album: Peace - 2020)

Yesterday I swore to you we'd go without a fight
But that's before they beat her down so let the spark ignite
The cops came too and laughed at her, broken on the floor
And when she tried to raise herself they said, "Do you want some more?"

My lady is a redhead thing, fierce and yet serene
But this girl's a fighter, she's the bearer of my dreams
Her father was a drinking man who'd take his belt to her
Until she kicked his balls in and left suburbia

The dice are loaded, the deck is stacked, the game is rigged so turn 'em back
Now they are upon us, the men who would be king
We hold our love, we hold our hope, we do no following
But now they are upon us, the men who would be king

The men who would be king

So we brace ourselves again for yet another charge
From plastic shields, iron bars, and advertising boards
Against this tide of rising hate, we'll let go of our fears
And for every class it infiltrates we shed another tear
For every class it infiltrates we shed another tear
For every class it infiltrates we shed another tear
For every class it infiltrates we shed another tear

The dice are loaded, the deck is stacked, the game is rigged so turn 'em back
Now they are upon us, the men who would be king
We hold our love, we hold our hope, we do no following
But now they are upon us, the men who would be king

The men who would be king

The dice are loaded, the deck is stacked, the game is rigged so turn 'em back
Now they are upon us, the men who would be king
We hold our love, we hold our hope, we do no following
For each and every one of us, is worth more than all their kings