[INTRO] [Vocal Snap] ("Real-Is-Rare!") [Lively acoustic strum, whistle tune] The Phoney Crown & The Peoples Heir [whistled melody bright & familiar, then guitar kicks in] [Spoken, Calm Tone] Come gather round, both young and old The story of a crown bought and sold A throne that’s heavy, a heart that’s cold… But there’s a light still left to hold! "Let It Go!" [VERSE 1] There sits a king upon the chair But does he know the people’s care? He sees the palace, not the street We bow our heads but we don’t feel complete No “sorry” spoken, no debt made right He hides from truth in the fading light Claims he stands for all the land But we feel empty where his hand should stand [CHORUS] [Loud, rousing, everybody joins in!] He’s the Phoney King of England! 🎶 The crown don’t make the man, you see! He won’t say sorry, he won’t hear our plea He rules the throne but he don’t rule ME! There’s a heart that beats where the people stand Waiting for the one who will lead the land! [VERSE 2] Now look beyond the palace wall There walks a son who stands so tall He carries grace in his mother’s name Diana’s light still burns the same He sees the single mum, the struggling youth He seeks the people, not just the truth He’s not afraid to ask “what’s wrong?” To lift the weak and make the nation strong! [CHORUS] [Loud, rousing, everybody joins in!] He’s the Phoney King of England! The crown don’t make the man, you see! He won’t say sorry, he won’t hear our plea He rules the throne but he don’t rule ME! But there’s a hope that’s rising high A People’s King is drawing nigh! ✨ [BRIDGE] [Soaring, hopeful, building] [Spoken, Calm Tone] He’ll challenge halls that have forgotten why They ever stood beneath the sky! He’ll speak for those who have no voice And make the weary nation rejoice! Not power for the few — but good for all! Break down the walls that divide us — make them fall! [Pre-Chorus] [Gospel Choir, Melodic Vocals] No more silence! No more fear! The People’s King is drawing near! [Vocal Snap] ("Real-Is-Rare!") [VERSE 3] So let the old crown sit where it may A new day’s breaking — bright as day! We don’t need titles, we don’t need gold We need a heart that’s brave and bold One who will listen, one who will see That justice is what makes us free United we stand, divided we fall We answer now to the People’s Call! [FINAL CHORUS] [Explosive, Joyful, triumphant, full voices] Down with the Phoney King of England! The crown don’t make the man, you see! We’ll build a land where all are free! And the People’s King shall lead the way! From every shore, from every place United in one people’s grace! [OUTRO] [Soft, warm, hopeful] [whistle melody fades gentle] Diana’s light… won’t fade away… The People’s King… will lead the day… [Fade Out] [Vocal Snap] ("Real-Is-Rare!") [END]
