Mi Reino Por Un Poco De Caballo

My highness has gone crazy.
My blue blood is now red.
Everyone questions my pedigree.
The serfs laugh at me.
I no longer enjoy living in the palace
because they have banned whipping the servants.
They say the court is depraved
and they don't let me exercise the right of the first night.
They have erased my coat of arms from the flag.
My face doesn't appear on the coins.
The official photo is not in the schools.
And on top of that, they expect me to pay taxes.
My highness has gone crazy.
My blue blood is now red.
Everyone questions my pedigree.
The serfs laugh at me.
People take me for a fool.
The Parliament mocks me.
Because deep down what they want
is for me to exile to Lichtenstein.
I don't go out with the Anthem on television.
The jester gets on my nerves.
The Vatican doesn't grant me indulgences
and not even God comes to my audiences.
I change my gender, I change my job,
and I trade my kingdom for a bit of horse.
GOD SAVE MY PERSON.
My excellence has lost patience.
They give me the finger instead of bowing.
They have dismantled my private yacht
and the consort cheats on me with a republican.
My crown is made of thorns.
The throne is eaten by termites.
The servants steal my tobacco.
And the Rolls Royce hasn't passed the MOT.
The scepter always smells weird
because the Dauphin takes it to the bathroom.
My daughter has posed exclusively
for the cover of a dirty magazine.
My excellence has lost patience.
They give me the finger instead of bowing.
They have dismantled my private yacht
and the consort cheats on me with a republican.
King of the Mambo, King of Fried Chicken.
The kids spit on me in the street.
Despotic or modern monarch.
The fool of the town has more power than me.
I'm going to get a vasectomy.
May this dynasty die with me.
I apologize to my ancestors.
But I really don't feel like being guillotined.
I change my gender, I change my job,
and I trade my kingdom for a bit of horse.
GOD SAVE MY PERSON.