You think you’re the king of the world
But you’re more like the bum on the street
You think you’re the hottest thing around
When you’re more like the dirtiest thing around
You think we can’t go on without you
When it’s you who can’t go on without us
You need to get off that throne of yours
And get over yourself once and for all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem