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John Cale

King Harry

 

King Harry

(album: The Academy In Peril - 1972)


Heh, heh, heh
Heh, heh, heh
All hail King Harry, all hail
All hail King Harry, all hail
But a whisper of your former self
But a whisper of your former self say I
Your wives, your wives, your wives are all dead
Your wives, your wives, your wives are all dead
Sail away, sail away, sail away say I

Heh, heh, heh
France can burn, yes
France can burn while your sons lie warm
Come Christmas in the tower

Alas alas King Harry
But a whisper of your former self
Sail away, sail away, sail away say I

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