My favourite song

i met up with the king
he confessed his body was burning
i met up with the king
his body had begun to rot and he said
don't think less of me i'm still the same man i used to be
but no one believed him, no one believed him
i once knew a pretty girl
and she was in love with the world
and she loved a young man
who loved her body but never saw her mind
he took everything she had kept and then took everything else that was left
but no one believed her, no one believed her

i feel just like the king
as i fall on the muddy ground
i feel just like you girl
there's people thinking they know something now.
well i don't know anything at all and we mean nothing, history, well thank god
so tell me, do you believe me? do you believe me?
i bet you don't, i bet you won't