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one, two, three, four...There was a very proud king(there was a very proud king)There were very many, very proud kings(so very many proud kings)This one wore taffeta(yes he did)He was a jealous man(yes he was)His every word was thought to beDivine commandWhoa, right now somebody's pouring some concreteRight now somebody's hauling some bricksacross the country(across the country)Why? Why? I'll tell you whyHe wants to build the worlds tallest spireatop of the world's biggest palaceTo show the rest of the boys how large it isto be as in charge as it isEveryone knows society growsin the shadow, of the phallus.......................all right! From Letras Mania