When the little king
   Rode on his horse
   Into the darkened wood
   No one believed
   That he'd return
   They thought he'd gone for good
   As he looked down to see the lake
   He found a secret key
   The little king he couldn't wait
   And he rode off nervously
   In a stolen car
   On busy streets
   He spun the leather wheel
   He was burning oil
   In second gear
   As the tyres loudly squealed
   And the bouncers on the kerb
   Jumped right out of the way
   He smashed into a superstore
   And he didn't feel a thing
   Just a quiet night where the fun begins
   For the little king
  
   Once life was merry going round
   Then time began to rub
   The future looked as clear as day
   But it quickly turned to mud
   It stuck to him like glue
   What can anybody do
   For the little king
   For the little king
  
   Now the little king
   Is locked away
   To mix with the elite
   In the doghouse now
   He learns new tricks
   From other pedigrees
   It's small town front page news
   The fairy tale your king
   Has scratched his head looking for clues
   He found splinters there
   But one day soon the latch will swing
   For the little king