Wilson Paroles

In as far as fiefdom, I think you bad crook
Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards
I beg it all trune for you
I talked to my son Roger, Rutherford the same
[or "I talked to Mike Christian, Rog and Pete the same"]
When we had that meeting, over down near Game(hendge)
Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards
I beg it all trune for you
You got me back thinkin' that you're the worst one
I must inquire, Wilson
Can you still have fun?
Wilson
Can you still have fun?
Wilson
Can you still have fun?
Wilson
Meanwhile, in the main square in Prussia, the state of the revolution was
taking another turn for the worst. A crowd of townspeople had gathered to Wilson seemed pleased as he began to speak.