My dignity still lies beneath the sheets “Close your eyes and think of England” Still my body weeps Your piercing gaze burns holes into my mind When I lie next to you, it makes me want to die
Vanity, pride, and greed Established his own new creed Legacy of six wives No regard for human life
CHORUS: Wife number five Abused child lost her life Close your eyes, fantasize For your country and your prize Budding queens, young and green Some divorced, some guillotined Blame it on the stimuli Nocturnal pollutions were a lie
If I'm lucky, maybe I'll get divorced Like Anne of Cleves, who they say looked like a horse Or maybe I'll outlive the King Oh, what a relief that would bring!
Vanity, pride, and greed Established his own new creed Legacy of six wives No regard for human life
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