(Dave as The King)                        (Mike & Jian)
Once I was the King of Spain              now I eat humble pie
Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa     now I eat humble pie
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain   now I eat humble pie
And now I work at the Pizza Pizza

(Jian yelling)
1 2 3 4!

(Dave)
Royalty, lord it looked good on me
Buried in silk in the royal boudoir or going nuclear free
Or playing Crokinole with the Princess of Monaco
Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders, getting it all on video

(Dave)                                    (rest)
Once I was the King of Spain              now I eat humble pie 
A palatial palace, that was my home       now I eat humble pie 
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain   now I eat humble pie 
And now I vacuum the turf at SkyDome

(rest)
Once he was the King of Spain

(Dave)
I can't wait, I'm lowering interest rates, my people say:

(Jian speaking in a funny voice)
"King, how are you such a genius?

(Murray speaking)
There's a roof overhead

(Mike speaking in a funny voice)
and food on our plates!"

(Dave)
It's laissez-faire, I don't even give a care
Let's make Friday part of the weekend
And give every new baby a chocolate eclair

(Dave)                                               (rest)
Once I was the King of Spain                         now I eat humble pie 
Hey Clinton! Hey Yeltsin! Got problems? 
You phone me                                         now I eat humble pie 
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain              now I eat humble pie 
Now the Leafs call me up to drive the Zamboni

(rest)
Once he was the King of Spain

(Dave speaking)
Ladies and Gentlemen, I introduce to you the international orchestra!

(rest do vocal solos)

(Dave speaking)
Now some of you might be wondering how I came to be living in Canada
after being royalty in Spain. Should I tell them, guys?

(everyone yelling but Dave)
Tell us, King!

(Dave)
You see late one night when the palace was asleep
Out of my royal chambers and into the garden I creep
And I wait till the appointed time, when the moon is lighting the pitch
At which point my peasant friend, who looks just like me
Arrives and we make switch!

(rest gasp)

(Dave)
Prince and pauper, junior and whopper
World made up of silver and copper
Under my own volition, I took a change of position
So next time you drool in the pizza line
Remember, slower pizza's more luscious

(All)
The King of Spain never rushes!!!

(Dave)                                            (rest)
Once I was the King of Spain                      now I eat humble pie 
I was lookin' for off-handed ways to improve us   now I eat humble pie 
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain           now I eat humble pie 
And now I'm jamming with Moxy Fruvous!

(rest)
Once he was the King of Spain

(Dave on lead)
My poor generation,
we're on for the ride,
an ocean of choices,
pulled out on the tide.

We're handed a beach ball,
(All)
and told to pick a side.

(Dave)
We're drowned in information.

(All)
My poor generation.

(All)
My poor generation
don't know what it means,
the shock of the mountain
compared to magazines.

(All)
Is it timeless and holy,
or just a hill of beans?

(Dave & Mike)
Lost in Union Station.

(All)
My poor generation.

(Dave)
Well, maybe we're just looking in a fun house
mirror and lovin' our reflection.
Maybe corporate raiders got too greedy in the 80's
and bought up all the directions.

(All)
Wooo..ooo..ooo..ooo...ooo.

(Dave)
My poor generation
we're airborn with nothing to land on.
Baffled by bullshit,
grounded with nothin' to stand on.

(All)
Poor little fat cats,

(Dave)
nothing anyone planned on.

(Dave)
Unique in all creation.

(All)
My poor generation.
Woah...My poor generation.
My poor generation.

Only just we two
blood in my veins
the shadow of you

Perfect as frost
on the flowers
How a contrary calls
day always breaks
night always falls

Rotten fruit and bending trees
rocketships and our disease

So come with me up to the balcony
and we'll fall like paper planes
In the morning the paper will say
"Lovers fly away"

Even alone I'm your fool
I can't keep my word
the edge of the pool

Red rushing sound
in my ears
as the candles burn down
one lights the way
one disappears

Tiny portraits smashed on the floor
I can't kneel at your bed anymore

So, come with me up to the balcony
and we'll fall like paper planes
In the morning the paper will say
"Lovers fly away"

Lovers Fly Away

Loin des guerres
et des caisses popularies 
y'avait de l'amour dans l'air

L'effervescence d'une nouvelle danse.
Elle était nue, j'la laissais faire.
Draps de soie en désarroi dans le chambre.
Nuits décadance sans censure.
Entends-tu venir le froid qui frémit, qui murmure?

Où sont passées toutes nos nuits de rêve?
Aide-moi à les retrouver.
Tu disais qu't'allais toujours m'aimer.

A cent à l'heure on étouffe son coeur.
Les utopies deviennent ambigues.
L'horlage soone chaque heure ivrogne des amants devenus détenus.
Draps de soie en désarroi dans la chambre.
Nuits remplies de passions perdues.
Mais un matin elle l'embrassa froidement et disparut.

Où sont passées toutes nos nuits de rêve?
Aide-moi à les retrouver.
Tu disais qu't'allais toujours m'aimer.

Sous la neige, la fin du manège.
Des traces de pas à jamais perdues.
Mes jours sont durs, j'ai pu de futur.
Elle m'a laissé seul les mains nues.
Draps de soie abandonnés dans le chambre.
Nuits blanches à écumer des rues sans issue.
J'te cherche partout, je deviens fou dans la foule inconnue.

Où sont passées toutes nos nuits de rêve?
Aide-moi à les retrouver.
Tu disais qu't'allais toujours m'aimer.

(Murray)
Ditto..

(Jian)
Ditto...

(Dave)
Ditto....

(Mike)
Ditto.....

(All)
Coming from Canada, we love those leaders who pesonify the US way to be,
There was JFK, and LBJ, and WKRP.
But of all of these there is not one to rival the greatest genius of them all
He's a megalo with a healthy glow
He's the man called Rush Limbaugh.
(Mike)
He's a dose of P.T. Barnum
(Murray)
With a Mussolini twist.
(All)
There in the limosine, parked on the lawn,
He's a goofy Gengis Khan.

Not since Jesus Christ has the world seen someone
With such widely sindicated views
Hundreds of years from now they'll celebrate Rush-mas
And Rush-ashana for the Jews.
'Cause he'll pull the plug on femi-nazis, paranoid minorities and gays.
He's a burning bush with a network push,
Sure to start a country-wide blaze.
(Mike)
He taught me to love and praise Charlton Heston
(Murray)
Oliver North is quite a nice man too.
(All)
Forget Al and Tipper
Let's bring back the Gipper
And Joe McCarthy too!

(Mike)
I was a troubled soul, consumed by voices advocating special interest groups and vice
'Till Rush rushed to my sweet rescue
Now I'll never ever hafta think twice.
(All)
Never ever hafta think twice...

(All)
So we'll sign a check for Limbaugh-ism
Restore the moral fundamental core
We'll cut the debt,
And start a Tet
Offensive on the poor.
It's a blitzkrieg in the making,
It's distinctly upper-class (well, not everybody!)
Yes sir I'll get the door
Roll the carpet on the floor
For a man...
For a man...
For a man...
Such a man...
For a man....
With his head up his-

Ditto!

Ditto!

Ditto!

Ditto!

(All)
Ask us the name the name of the King - It's Rush!