The son of Henry, I'm the first in line
To the throne, smell my mustard gas
I slash swords through your wooden spine
Well it touched my heart and it broke my hand

I made love at the side of the road
The rain's lashing better row this boat fast
This pretty river is particularly sinister
Close your eyes and take my hand

I want to scream one last death medley
I am looking for a reason to secure a forward motion

Chorus
I Love that golden rule, that golden rule
I Need that golden rule, that golden rule
Secrets are the truth, they are the truth
We need that silver rule, that silver rule

I'm face to face with a ball and chain
My bulbous head's flapping 'til it's red
I tell my secrets and expose my pain
I've had a broken heart and I won't do it again

The son of Henry, I'm the first in line
To the throne, smell my mustard gas
I slash swords through your wooden spine
Well it touched my heart and it broke my hand

I want to scream one last death medley
I am looking for a reason to secure a forward motion

Chorus
I Love that golden rule, that golden rule
I Need that golden rule, that golden rule
Secrets are the truth, they are the truth
We need that silver rule, that silver rule


(Taken from the booklet of Only Revolutions)