Nature abhors a vacuum I have read Tell me how'd you explain Your empty head You hurt the one you love Because you can As if violence were virtue In a man The king of your castle Might behind you Power blind you A fist full of feeling Blame it all on lack of mother love The mad, glad days of romance Were the best When you kept your cards pressed tight against your chest But soon, soon, all too soon She'd understand And she'd see and feel The back of your right hand The king of your castle Might behind you Power blind you A fist full of feeling Blame it all on lack of mother love King Rat, God on a barstool Hold your court So self-centered, so deluded So self-taught Home bound sound as a pound You bought your round and round one begins tonight Behind closed doors The king of your castle Might behind you Power blind you A fist full of feeling Blame it all on lack of mother love The king of your castle Might behind you Power blind you A fist full of feeling Blame it all on lack of mother love
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