hail to the leaders of fools
to the makers of laws and unwritten rules
for being in or out

you that tell everyone what to do
and there´s always a crowd to listen to you
braggin´ aloud

as you´ve known everything for long
you tell me all about this here song
should I sing or shout

you tell me anything that you want
you call me any name that you want
you`ll be here and I`ll be glad to be gone

hail to the king in his small-size hell
and his most humble servants ringing the bell
hallellujah

why didn´t they teach us in school
that you shouldn´t get stuck to be another man´s fool
I don´t know, do you?

you tell me anything that you want
you call me any name that you want
you`ll be here and I`ll be glad to be gone

in the early morn
wake up and I´ll be gone

at the break of day
I´ll be far away