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Son of Henry, I'm the first in line
To the throne, smell my mustard gas
I slash swords through your wooden spine
Well it touched my heart and it broke my head
We made love at the side of the road
The rain's lashing better row this boat fast
This preety river is particularly sinister
Close your eyes and take my hand
I want to scream one last death medley
I am looking for a reason to secure a forward motion
Chorus
Love that golden rule, that golden rule
Need that golden rule, that golden rule
Secrets are the truth, they are the truth
We need that silver rule, that silver rule
Face to face with the ball and chain
My bulbous head's till its red
I tell my secrets and expose my pain
I've had a broken heart and I won't do it again
Son of Henry, I'm the first in line
To the throne, smell my mustard gas
I slash swords through your wooden spine
Well it cut my heart and it blew my head
I want to scream one last death medley
I am looking for a reason to secure a forward motion
Chorus
Love that golden rule that golden rule
Need that golden rule that golden rule
Secrets are the truth they are the truth
We need that silver rule that silver rule
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