Old King Cole was a merry old soul but King Zedekiah He suffered nothing but grief Sits on a busted throne, head pounds in pain Like you could never understand O Jerusalem! You're such a rotten town! I could try to tell you but you'd never understand You could never You could never Some times kings must do what's hard Ol' Zed knew it Put himself to it Chucked away his crown and you could never, you could never understand Chaldean guard goes to the king Down from his horse, out to the court, lines up his sons and rips those fuckers down And now he's alone. Kingdom, children - gone When out of the field comes Nebuchadnezzar the Foe And he's just... gleaming I can tell you one thing, man: just because they call you the king, it isn't real I can tell you one thing, man: they will build you up for a fall I can tell you one thing I know Back in the saddle, back on the road Tears fall from holes where his eyes once were Sometimes kings get wiped out, pissed on, ripped up, cut down Sometimes kings get gone