The kings and queens of anarchy
is that the skull and crossbones flag we see
losing all respect and trust
not caring about love
and living of lust
sticks and stones
break our bones
rock and roll saved our lives
as we sit atop our golden thrones
being fed grapes
putting on our black batman capes
and disapearing into the night
they all let me go
didn't put up a fight
i wasn't missed
and i was glad to be gone.
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