Bumbling now with no where left to go Charlemagne's creation falling slow Of an old king's secret files A jewel box for his nose Now the guard no fresh king For the creep who comes and goes, ohh Wings refer to the wedding cake The glasses fall and hearts will break The primal scream is hard to take you know, ohh Caught in deep but a shallow spirit he Called for his gardener and his company Demo for the tattoo and the crisis that is today Common facts about the unknown Hide them all away, hey Wings refer to the wedding cake The glasses fall and hearts will break The primal scream is hard to take you know, ohh Something I grant you have taken More or less we're somewhat shaken Make with it more ill-begotten gain Try and explain