The King Of Love Lyrics - Salad

The king of love sits in a field with his head in his hands 

Says it's alright, in fact it's the way it was planned 

We don't love his face, we don't love his hands 

It's his mace, and the things we don't understand 

The king of love - Oh no 

Drinks white rum, says it's the liquor of kings 

Phones his mum, "Where d'you hide my wig ?" 

When the fridge opens wide, out jump Mungo and Madge ... Midge 

No no, no no, no no, I don't need this bridge 

The king of love - Oh no 

Steeplechase, it's very popular here 

They set it up to knock down the beer 

You see them at lunch, all in a bunch year after year 

But you never see them when the fat lady sings 

The king of love - Oh no 

The king of love - Yeah 

The king of love - Oh no