As I sit here in my ivory tower
Holding all the cards but none of the power
It dawns on me; why am I here?
Logic and reason just doesn’t seem clear
Cars, Holidays and Money do not mean a dot
Yet there’s envy in your eyes
You want what I’ve got
Do think that my kingdom is happy and gay?
Sun always shines
A life so divine
Well… you know the old saying…you know what they say
If you think it’s so great…walk in my shoes for a day
Tedious boredom
Fruit full fit to burst
Never a pleasure
Always a curse
So next time you crave my life Dear Friend
Close your eyes tightly…pretend
And remember as you sit in my ivory tower
You’re holding the cards but none of the power.
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