There was one king This was his one sin You never make a move 'Til you've got something to prove There was one king This was his one sin You never make a move 'Til you've got something to prove Upon a cross, strapped to a lathe Young ingenue escapes unscathed You read the part, but you didn't get it Left "Lancelot" out of the picture credit If there's just one line That springs to mind today Your bottom-lit face Hovering in outerspace Upon a cross, strapped to a lathe Young ingenue escapes unscathed Read your part from your beer-gut heart Then you fell to earth, where you became a star Each time I see Your face Remains Each time I see, your face remains Your beer-gut heart escapes unscathed Left Lancelot out of a part You married the monster, but not the art You fell to earth But you wanted it back now You slipped at the trail And you slipped at the tracks now The one with the cross? It's all gone bad, hasn't it? Now that you're dead It's all gone bad, hasn't it? Now that you're dead It's all gone bad Now that you're dead It's all gone bad, hasn't it? Now that you're dead It's all gone bad It's all gone bad It's all gone bad