Le Roi d'Orange

Paris. 1789. The bells are ringing The streets are full The ballroom waits The King is late The Bourbon court is dressed in gold The chandeliers are bright The courtiers line the ballroom To tell the King he's right The King has made a fortune The King has made a coin The King has made a promise The King has made a point The people wait outside the gate The soldiers hold the line The King looks down from up above And says that all is fine They say the crowd is peaceful They say there is no threat They say the people love the King They haven't stormed it yet Le Roi d'Orange Le Roi d'Orange Long live the King Long live the King The money bears his image The ballroom sings his name The courtiers keep on smiling The revolution is a game The pamphlets say it's fake The newspapers say it's true The King says he was cheated The court says nothing new A thousand different stories A thousand different lies Everybody knows the truth Everybody decides The sycophants come forward To flatter and applaud They tell the King he's chosen They tell the King he's God The ballroom keeps on dancing The champagne keeps on flowing Someone asks about the Bastille Nobody seems to know Bourbon, button, ballot, throne Versailles, violence, gold and stone Bastille, Capitol, gate and wall Mar-a-Lago, ballroom, ball Crown and coin, court and crowd Donor, dinner, talking loud Truth and trouble, fact and fiction Meme and money, mass addiction Tariff, ticker, tax and trade War on screen and deals are made Iran, oil, fire, fear Another crisis, another year King for a minute, king for a day Buy the coin and watch it pay Orange jacket, golden grin Everybody wants to get in Did they storm the Bastille? Or was it just a visit? Le Roi d'Orange Le Roi d'Orange Long live the King Long live the King The crowd is at the palace The palace is on screen The King is on the television The King is the meme The cannons face the Bastille The crowd is at the gate The King is making statements The King says they can wait The guards don't know the orders The crowd doesn't know the plan Someone starts a livestream Someone starts a band A stone becomes a symbol A symbol becomes a lie A lie becomes a headline A headline multiplies The King says: FAKE. The crowd says: TRUE. The court says: BOTH. And nobody knows what to believe. Pamphlet, platform, post and tweet History dancing to a different beat Fact becomes fiction, fiction becomes fact Someone says forward, someone says back Palace, palace, camera, screen King and court and magazine Bastille, Capitol, wall and gate Everybody watches, everybody waits Crown and coin and gold and grin Who is out and who is in? Truth is turning, time is turning Everybody keeps on learning War and wealth and oil and fire Money climbs and crowds conspire Orange, golden, red and blue Tell me what is false and what is true The ballroom keeps on dancing The missiles cross the night The orchestra keeps playing The screen is burning bright The King is talking loudly The courtiers nod along The people watch the spectacle And somebody plays the song Another war is coming Another war is here Another breaking headline Another souvenir The Bastille is a memory The Capitol is a screen The King has changed his costume But everybody knows the King War, Oil, Money, buy,buy,buy White, Red, Blue, lie, lie, lie War, Oil, Money, buy,buy,buy White, Red, Blue, lie, lie, lie The people, the people The people, the people The King is still dancing. Long live the king!