WAKE UP THE KING

That’s his cue, the crowd is hollering
Loving fans, quite a following
While in the wings, the king is wallowing
Full of pills not worth swallowing
He won’t get up, he will not sing, we cannot wake up the King
Note the eyes not opening, we cannot wake up the King
It’s bad news that I bring, we cannot wake up the King
He wears a massive belt, forgot the hand that he was dealt
And the song he misplayed, in the king-sized bed that he made
He won’t get up, he will not sing, we cannot wake up the King
Note the eyes not opening, we cannot wake up the King
It’s bad news that I bring, we cannot wake up the King
And as the show begins a final tear runs down to his chins
He won’t hear you through the walls as we pack away the jeweled coveralls
He won’t get up, he will not sing, we cannot wake up the King
The eyes not opening, we cannot wake up the King
It’s bad news that I bring, we cannot wake up the King
Don’t you see what’s happening