Down and out in the city
Won’t you give a boy a break
Juvenile on trial before committee
Taking all he can take

But the king shall have his vengeance
Especially on the poor
Some say preaching to converted
But me I’m not too sure

Spring she comes spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair ‘til autumn leaves us
And when autumn leaves oh how winter freezes

And child is still breathing
With the breathing of his heart
Some say we are equal
Some are a million miles apart

But the king shall have his vengeance
While the queen she represents the innocent
And child sown the pennent
But the seasons conquer all

Spring she comes spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair ‘til autumn leaves us
And when autumn leaves oh how winter freezes

But the king shall have his vengeance
Especially on the poor
Some say preaching to converted
But me I’m not too sure