Lyrics:

Down and out in the city
Won't you give a boy a break
Juvenile on trial before committee
Taken all he can take
But the king shall have his vengeance
Especially on the poor
Some say preaching to converted
Me, I'm not too sure
Spring she comes and spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us
When autumn leaves us, oh how winter freezes
And the child is still breathing
With the beating of a heart
Some say we are equal
Some a million miles apart
Oh my god
Oh my god
But the king shall have his vengeance
While the Queen she represents the innocent
And the child so dependent
But the seasons conquer all

Spring she comes and spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us
When autumn leaves, oh how winter freezes, oh how winter freezes
But the king shall have his vengeance
Especially on the poor
Some say preaching to converted
Me, I'm not so sure