King of the Beacon
The architect of something new
King of the Beacon
The King of the Beacon
Calls for you...
He's Charlemagne in sneakers
He is the life and soul
He proffers pearls of wisdom
He's a Prince of Rock'n'Roll
He's Spartacus in tight jeans
He's the rebel with a cause
He writes, directs, and plays the crowd
While we smile and applaud it all
The King of the Beacon
Local legend, worldly wise
The King of the Beacon
The man, the myth
Our friend who died
He talks of quarks and quasars
And distant burning stars
Quotes easily from Ovid
While Dan props up the bar
It's times like this we lived for
When joy and magic flowed
It's a usual night of drinking
And the possibilities... explode!
King of the Beacon
We pledge allegiance, heed the call
King of the Beacon
To aspire to something more
King of the Beacon
The King of the Beacon
Calls for you
King of the Beacon
The King of the Beacon
Calls to you