Well sittin’ down somewhere alone Was a king on a tinsel throne Giant rubies and emeralds in his crown made of gold Softly whispered secret meanings of their own He was a great proud king they had said In his robe of lilac and red But the mysterious thing about this being who was a king Was the jewel studded crown on his head For at one time these stones were not jewels But planets made of many fools Who had sold him their Sun ’Cause they thought he was the one Who had given them all of their rules (You know who they thought he was) And when he had paid for their star He would send it away very far For now he did own it And surely would not loan it To fools who’d disowned it before And as the worlds froze, the king’s eyes Delighted at the sight of his prize For he saw they would make A considerable take And he then changed their shape and their size And he mounted them all in his crown For they were gems of rarity and renown And this trick he would play On a planet every day Until there were no more to be found And soon the king was alone (all alone) He’d made the whole universe his own With no worlds to compete His goal now complete He finally welcomed death to his throne And did I hear the wind laugh As the old king’s death came to pass For this great proud king Who thought he owned everything Had overlooked one world, alas