Don't tell me lies, I don't need fingerprints
So tighten up your coats before you catch your death of cold
Throw away your books
They're building windmills three miles up
Out on the moors there's an empire waiting
Just look at me now, Just look at me now
Just look at me now, I am king of my own kingdom
Towny go home, whispers in the tower of Babel
And I have all I need--I have shoes with sharpened soles
And every simple joy, we make it all so complicated
And all you need to know is putting the meat around your bones
Just look at me now, just look at me now
Just look at me now, I am king of my own kingdom
Just look at me now, both feet on the ground
My sights are fixed on the horizon
Just look at me now, both feet on the ground
My sights are fixed on the horizon
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