Lyrics:

Hallelujah, the king is dead. He said

'Love was the knife '

And now he'll dream some magic queen might try and save his life

They say his famous final words

Came from the heart of the man

He made his bed on love denied

He played Jeckyll and Hyde till the day he died

Too late for the young gun

To lead a simple life

Too late for the young gun

This is the year of the knife

See the mountains crumble

Feel the fire go cold

Summer will turn to winter

Love will turn to stone

They say his famous final words

Came from the heart of man

I made his bed on love denied

Now I ain't gonna sleep tonight

Too late for the young gun

To lead a simple life

Too late for the young gun

This is the year of the knife