I know that your powers of retention
Are as wet as a warthog's backside
But thick as you are, pay attention
My words are a matter of pride
It's clear from your vacant expressions
The lights are not all on upstairs
But we're talking kings and successions
Even you can't be caught unawares
So prepare for a chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news
A shining new era
Is tiptoeing nearer
And where do we feature?
Just listen to teacher
I know it sounds sordid
But you'll be rewarded
When at last I am given my dues!
And injustice deliciously squared
Be prepared!
[Kings fans] Yeah, be prepared.
We'll be prepared.
For what?
[Shattenkirk] For the death of the king.
[Kings fans] Why, is he sick?
[Shattenkirk] No, fools. We'll kill him. And Quick too!
[Kings fans] Great idea! Who needs a king? No king, no king, la la la la la la.
[Shattenkirk] Idiots! There will be a king!
[Kings fans] But you said...
[Shattenkirk] I will be king. Stick with me, and you'll never go hungry again!
[Kings fans] Yay! All right!
Long live the king!
Long live the king!