Squeeze - Little King

When the little king rode on his horse
Into the darkened wood
No one believed that he'd return
They thought he'd gone for good

As he looked down to see the lake
He found a secret key
The little king he couldn't wait
And he rode off nervously

In a stolen car on busy streets
He spun the leather wheel
He was burning oil in second gear
As the tyres loudly squealed

And the bouncers on the kerb
Jumped right out of the way
He smashed into a superstore
And he didn't feel a thing

Just a quiet night
Where the fun begins
For the little king
Oh, for the little king

Once life was merry going round
Then time began to rub
The future looked as clear as day
But it quickly turned to mud

It stuck to him like glue
What can anybody do
Oh, for the little king
Oh, for the little king

Now the little king is locked away
To mix with the elite
In the doghouse now he learns new tricks
From other pedigrees

It's small town front page news
The fairy tale your king
Has scratched his head looking for clues
He found splinters there

But one day soon
The latch will swing
For the little king
Oh, for the little king