All Hail The King - Live From The London Palladium

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

All the people came to hear him speak from miles around

They hug on every word a song in every sound

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

He touched the sky to light up all the stars

He could snap his fingers and catch lightning in a jar

I am you and you are me and we are who we are

Touch the sky and light up all the stars

All hail the king whose castle's falling down

The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown

Poor man has his money rich man has his gold

All hail the king whose fortune is his soul

Soul soul

He climbed the clouds to heaven's highest hill

When you get that high the earth below looks just like a blue pill

Gave wind to all his horses to all his men good will

When he climbed down from heaven's highest hill

All hail the king whose castle's falling down

The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown

Poor man has his money rich man has his gold

All hail the king whose fortune is his soul

Soul soul

He breathed his last they laid him in the ground

False prophets spoke of riches and said all hail to us now

The faithful wouldn't listen and they never would bow down

He breathed his last they laid him in the ground

All hail the king whose castle's falling down

The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown

Poor man has his money rich man has his gold

All hail the king whose fortune is his soul

Soul soul

Soul soul

Soul soul