Abdicate. Abdicate.
Do you want to rule a tinpot state?
What difference did it make in the long run
that we had some fun, that we had some fun?
Treading softly on the tightwire
because your father's the king
because your mother's the queen.
Treading softly on the tightwire.
Oh, abdicate! Abdicate.
Do you want to rule a tinpot state?
What difference did it make in the long run
that we had some fun, that we had some fun?
But if you ever want to see me,
try to reach me on the telephone
If you can't find me here
Think how we parted
And consider my advice your souvenir.
Treading softly on the tightwire
Gonna be a revolution.
Suspended Constitution.
You better find yourself a new place in the sun.
Oh, abdicate! Abdicate!
Get out now before it's too late!
Before they chase you out at the point of a gun
you'd better find yourself a new place in the sun.
Abdicate. Abdicate. (Pleading vocal end.)
Copyright 1986 Vandenburg, Melody and Lyrics
This arrangement and performance is by me.
All Rights Reserved
Sorry I had to sing it on my untuned piano this morning and using the camera in the hallway from where I was, but the point was the same as other years and now comes with emphasis. As you can see, I wrote it a long time ago. You really do need to abdicate. Happy Birthday.
