Curt Smith Sun King
The evidence is on the page
not much to show for so much rage
it makes me smile
you lost it somehow
solitude was your only choice
bitterness your only voice
I saw your face
the time is tlaking now
boy you looked so bad!
you make the earth revolve
you make the camera sing
no conscience con absolve
the sun king
asmall imbalanced vain recluse
you use the planets to excuse
your costumed smile
your childich abuse
the gloves are off there are no rules
I'm a regicidal fool
who'd change your face
but change would just improve