Jealous King

Curse every man who says he understands
Just what a woman should do
Curse all your lies and your guns in the sky
And I hope that you burn with them, too
Yeah, I hope that you burn with them, too

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

I saw the man with a big master plan
He knows a way that is true
And he rules this world with a sword in his hand
And I hope that you fall on it, too
Yeah, I hope that you fall on it, too

Eyes to the future all of the time
Oh, Alabama, we're coming for you
Not your old stories, water to wine
I'm so amazed by the evil in you
You, you

Three wise men found Mary again
Lonesome and shedding her tears
But thе angels won't sing
'Cause your jealous king
Has takеn her baby away
And left us with stones in its place
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Credits
Writer(s): Maximillian T Kinghorn-mills, Oliver Frederick Newton
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