[ music: Natalie Merchant & Dennis Drew/words: Natalie Merchant ]
Can I be unhappy?
Look at what I see: a beast in furs and crowned in luxury.
He`s a wealthy man in the poorest land, a self-appointed king,
and there`s no complaining while he`s reigning.
The lambs are bare of fleece and cold; the lion has stolen that, I`m told.
There must be some creature mighty as you are.
The lambs go hungry (not fair), the biggest portion is the lion`s share.
There must be some creature mighty as you are.
Can I be unhappy?
Listen and agree, no words can shame him or tame him.
The lambs are bare of fleece and cold; the lion has stolen that, I`m told.
There must be some creature mighty as you are.
The lambs go hungry (not fair), the biggest portion is the lion`s share.
There must be some creature mighty as you are, as you are.
Razor claws in velvet paws, you dunce in your guarded home,
`til a stronger beast will call on you and pounce upon your throne.
Do we pay? Dearly, for the lion takes so greedily
and he knows that what he`s taken, it is ours.
That`s how the wealth`s divided among the lambs and king of the beasts, it is
so one-sided.
Until the lamb is king of the beasts we live so one-sided.