(chorus)
The army's on ecstacy so they say,
I read all about it in USA today,
they stepped up urine testing to make it go away,

but its hard to kill the enemie on ol' and DMA's

I sent the king of contradiction,
to the queen of mystery.
the prince of paradox,
it dogs me like a flee.
so i set my troops upon him
and bring him to his knee's
when all is said and done i'll pick a fight with the chinesse.

the queen she stared him long and hard
and then she softly said...
"I'm putting down with niceed oil to ease your throbbing head"

she slipped a note into an appricote and threw it to the whores
the jester read the word something wicked thisway roars.

*chorus*

"the prise they put on the heads, with folks with pointed views,
would be better spent on the children without shoes.
and then the king condoned the actions of the liar,
she forgot to weigh the awsome power of the village cryer"

*chorus 2x*

(weird chinesse talking)