text: I had a king in a tenement castle
  Lately hes taken to painting the pastel walls brown
  Hes taken the curtains down
  Hes swept with the broom of contempt
  And the rooms have an empty ring
  Hes cleaned with the tears
  Of an actor who fears for the laughters sting-
  I cant go back there anymore
  You know my keys wont fit the door
  You know my thoughts dont fit the man
  They never can, they never can
  I had a king dressed in drip-dry and paisley
  Lately hes taken to saying Im crazy and blind
  He lives in another time
  Ladies in gingham still blush
  While he sings them of wars and wine
  But I in my leather and lace
  I can never become that kind
  I cant go back there anymore
  You know my keys wont fit the door
  You know my thoughts dont fit the man
  They never can, they never can
  I had a king in a salt-rusted carriage
  Who carried me off to his country for marriage too soon
  Beware of the power of moons
  Theres no one to blame
  No theres no one to name as a traitor here
  The kings on the road
  And the queens in the grove till the end of the year
  I cant go back there anymore
  You know my keys wont fit the door
  You know my thoughts dont fit the man
  They never can, they never can