The Saga of Ken
You can go mad if you want to
I've been there once myself
Didn't like it much
I came right back again
It's easy to get to
You don't have to think
Take it slow a sip at a time
And just slide right over the brink
Lying on a park bench
The last rays of the sun
Shining through the holes
Where your memories came from
Met him at the castle
Well he didn't know his name
He was playing the fool with live emotion
Just to cover up all the pain
Goomed to be society's child
Some people say it's in the looks
Wanna have an education
You have to stick to the books
Gonna be no handouts here
Unless you tow the line
You wanna take off and sit in the sun
You're gonna have to get by on wine
Lying on a park bench
And the last rays of the sun
Are burning through the holes
Where your memories belong
You can salve a guilty conscience
You can buy him off with a drink
Society slides to either side
Don't look him in the eye or stop to think
You can go mad if you want to
Two of us are lying right here
You can go mad if you want to
Two of us are lying right here
Dying on a park bench
In the last rays of the sun
Shining through the holes
Where your memories belong
Met him at the castle
Well he didn't know his name
He was playing the fool with live emotion
Playing the fool with wild emotion
Just to cover up all the pain
I've been there once myself
Didn't like it much
I came right back again
It's easy to get to
You don't have to think
Take it slow a sip at a time
And just slide right over the brink
Lying on a park bench
The last rays of the sun
Shining through the holes
Where your memories came from
Met him at the castle
Well he didn't know his name
He was playing the fool with live emotion
Just to cover up all the pain
Goomed to be society's child
Some people say it's in the looks
Wanna have an education
You have to stick to the books
Gonna be no handouts here
Unless you tow the line
You wanna take off and sit in the sun
You're gonna have to get by on wine
Lying on a park bench
And the last rays of the sun
Are burning through the holes
Where your memories belong
You can salve a guilty conscience
You can buy him off with a drink
Society slides to either side
Don't look him in the eye or stop to think
You can go mad if you want to
Two of us are lying right here
You can go mad if you want to
Two of us are lying right here
Dying on a park bench
In the last rays of the sun
Shining through the holes
Where your memories belong
Met him at the castle
Well he didn't know his name
He was playing the fool with live emotion
Playing the fool with wild emotion
Just to cover up all the pain
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Walters
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