Down and out in the city Won’t you give a boy a break Juvenile on trial before committee Taking all he can take But the king shall have his vengeance Especially on the poor Some say preaching to converted But me I’m not too sure Spring she comes spring she teases Brings summer winds and summer breezes Blow through your hair ‘til autumn leaves us And when autumn leaves oh how winter freezes And child is still breathing With the breathing of his heart Some say we are equal Some are a million miles apart But the king shall have his vengeance While the queen she represents the innocent And child sown the pennent But the seasons conquer all Spring she comes spring she teases Brings summer winds and summer breezes Blow through your hair ‘til autumn leaves us And when autumn leaves oh how winter freezes But the king shall have his vengeance Especially on the poor Some say preaching to converted But me I’m not too sure