I am a prince and I live in a ship and I aim my rifle and I shoot from the hip 
and I have a friend I pity quite a bit 
she said “grab your gun let’s have some fun, share with me your perigees 
I have responsibilities, I [bad word] ”

“I do not wish the death of any living thing, I might be a killer but one day I shall be queen and put an end to slaughter, but until then I’m keen on staking claim to land and sea and everyfin between.”

I played a game with eleven fools who told me not to break [bad word] 
but when have angels ever helped me yet? 
and magic isn’t real and anyway it doesn’t matter 
cause no matter what I conjure it could not help be me deflect

the angry death of every hopeful thought 
that I might be a lover or a fighter that I’m not 
in someones spider web or net I could be caught 
but I’m too bitter, better off alone, guess I forgot

So what? Do you want me to say sorry? 
should I apologize, when you ignore me? 
I didn’t ask to be right or to be lonely 
or to be hatched into an ugly story

I am a prince and I had a pair of princesses in two sharp squares 
but then I guess I bored them both to death 
And now I think my calling is to break apart and fall to pieces 
better yet invent a brand new method of ascension

I’m impressed, you’ve managed to survive 
but rest assured we’d all be better off dead than alive 
cause when they get a-hold of us we’ll all be batter fried 
and I’m surprised that nobody’s considered switching sides

So here I am, respectfully and royally destroying 
any chance of getting back on your good gills 
And I don’t want to be hurtful but if yellows the new purple 
well then bleeding’s the new breathing, don’t you think I will!

I used to wish the death of every living thing 
I might be your killer but you’d never be my queen 
so put away your laughter, pack up your hopes and dreams 
I’m done with black back-handing and red pandering, it seems

That I am just pathetic, I won’t be overlooked 
I’m past the point of fishing to get back upon your hook 
I’ve made a manifesto, I’ve been bested by a crook, but never more! 
I’m planning on reclaiming what he took…

So what? do you want me to say sorry? 
should I apologize, when you ignore me? 
I didn’t ask to be right or to be lonely 
or to be hatched into an ugly story 
to be hatched into an ugly story

Oh my, this pantomime is getting gory

I am a prince and I live in a ship 
I am a prince and I live in a ship