Little Steven wonders why he has to die die die die die at the head of the table, fork in chicken pot pie, and now Judy wants to go ho ho ho ho ho ho ho, anywhere that she wants and she can, if no one wants to know, and the captain turns the wheel, and the passengers all reel, humingbird spits up it's meal, little Judith's first high heels. Now Big Baby Steven has new clothes jumping through hoops in the snow and he always does his dance before the training whistle blows, and now Judy's found her man and she loves as best she can, but as long as he's watching she'll be following a plan, And the Batman's lost a wheel, and the Supermarket's steal, and a catholic boy just kneels, and a Super-Villain feels. Could you subjugate your friends, till the end oh till the end, pricking each one in the finger swearing they won't make you cry again, oh you're such a splendid King, sure to do the most good thing, you knight the boys when they please you, invite to bed those women things, oh to never wonder why, clever chaps know you're a lie, oh to never want to know, how it feels to be, without total grip control, Oh what a beautiful face I like the way you take up space, but you'll never be a spectator in his majesty's rat race, you don't live with mom no more and that's the one thing I adore about your life-style choice, can't you hear it in my voice? I'm the King of this here land, I rule the best way that I can, but I always want to cry, cause subjugation's just a lie.