Jesters send in RSVP’s
The axe men are writing their speeches
Flowers covered from expected rain
King Blue
Don't let her
Hang
The maids have dressed her in guises
White veils and ruby gems
This is an occasion of a lifetime
Audience small talks of now and then’s
Mona Lisa recites her vows
As they tighten the noose ‘round her neck
She sees Cinderella in the crowd below
She’s sittin’ in her paid off corvette
The maids have dressed her in guises
White veils and ruby gems
This is an occasion of a lifetime
Audience small talks of now and then’s
Mona Lisa recites her vows
As they tighten the noose ‘round her neck
She sees Cinderella in the crowd below
She’s sittin’ in her paid off corvette
King Blue
Don't let her
Hang
Mona Lisa’s dress turns to scarlet
She feels the flames crawling up her back
Honey moons seem so far ahead
As she sees deaths welcome mat
She’s looking for her King Blue
He promised he’d be right beside
She now knows he’d never love her
Enough for him to swallow his pride
King Blue
Don't let her
Hang
Her last breath is let out
The crowd begins to cheer and cry
As she see’s her last sight of light
She sees King Blue rushing to her side
King Blue
has lost
his bride
