Nothing like a tyrant's gratitude
His Highness knows the words unspoken
His Highness knows crash you cry
He feels you in his bones
Nothing like a tyrant's gratitude
His silence may seem pretty chilling
His violence may seem awfully cold
But oh, you're such a foe
Nothing like a tyrant's gratitude
Nothing like a tyrant's gratitude
He wants to make a show of you
When you belch your little truth,
Nothing like a tyrant's gratitude
When you belch your little truth,
Nothing like a tyrant's gratitude
Nothing like a tyrant's gratitude
His Majesty may send his minion
His Majesty's now being rude