Connect the stars
I just want to know
I really don’t need to
It’ll help guide me down
The path of the unknown
Did you listen when everybody waved goodbye
Are you on your golden road?
Now all alone
Cause I don’t know
I don’t want to be rapt for nothing
I’ve got no bricks and I just don’t know
My ears are open
Everything is unknown
I don’t see you crying
Now no one will bow at your feet
You see we’re all trying, we’re all trying
And you haven’t helped since your first tears
Do you see the King is dying?
It may end tonight, simply
The King is dying and no one minds
The King is dying and no one minds
The King is dying and no one minds
But the happy tear-ed
The happy tear-ed
The simplicity is killing the King
The simplicity is killing the king
Food has gotten malnourished
With all the intricacies
The princess has gone and loved a peasant
Their simple days are killing the King
Where are all the delicacies?
There’s no more straw for a home
Hey, hey they’ll find a way
The huts have all been blown
To the red planet
All the stars are shot
They were made of foam
Big and empty breathes
They’ve let up, all struggle, no ground to stand
Sinking beneath the rays
Hey, hey they’ll find a place
To stand, sit, rest, just lay
Do you see the King is dying?
It may end tonight, simply
The King is dying and no one minds
The King is dying and no one minds
The King is dying and no one minds
But the happy tear-ed
The happy tear-ed
The simplicity is killing the King
The simplicity is killing the king
Menomonee reads
Simplicity is on the rise
Contrary, the King
This summer has been cold
The grass has grown long
Green has gone dull
There are no more gold trophies
No one has gotten ahead
We’ve all fallen
Some further than the sky
Right out of a movie screen
Nothing bar bad news fills the glass canvass
The TV screen
There’s not much to desire
Than just to be
The stairs are all winding
Roads are killed by dead ends
Loose ends, knots become untied
Ideas and dreams of the above
Have dissolved
Over production, over time, over now
Champagne’s bubbles have fizzed gone
No need, no ask, no plan can save the King
The simplicity may be killing the King
Nobody told him he’d live forever
Nobody ever said the past years
Were meant to be
Let simplicity kill the King
Let simplicity kill the King
Let simplicity kill the King
