Born of poverty, to a working class that knew no favours, forged in the fire of our troubled teens,
We wanted to taste life in all of its variety of flavours, and we had the will, if not the means,
Set on such a wild path before we’d ever even met, rough under foot with the promise of these things,
Paupers in terms of material riches, and yet, you and I brother were destined to be, “kings,”
Through sheer force of will and burning desire, we were determined that our day would come,
So we polished our steel, stoked the burning fire, and set off down the road on which we had begun,
Ours was the world from horizon to horizon, and we lived as if we absolutely knew this to be true,
That this was our time, no retreat nor compromising, we were, “Kings,” my brother, and everybody knew,
And we took our fill of all life had to offer, drank grown men to a standstill and partied through the night,
And walked with a swagger that was matched by no other, for we were, “Kings,” my brother and we had earned the right,
And when it came to love, we danced that dance with many, and many came and danced with us in those long hot nights,
We lived on luck and charm and though we barely had a penny, our riches were as many as our burdens were light,
And hot within our breast burned a lust for life, and a wildness raged within us to match our troubled road,
And though some twists and turns were littered with assorted strife, we took them in our stride and shouldered our load,
For we were, “Kings,” my brother and none could thwart our destiny, and we had paid the price to sit upon our throne,
Let others live, “Normally,” let others live, “Respectably,” we took a slice of life cut right down to the bone,
But time moves on, and sure enough it did for us, sure enough we tired of all these gaudy things,
Our hunger expired for the, “Shallow,” and the “Meaningless,” and you and I grew tired and retired from being, “Kings,”
Time to let somebody else sit upon the throne, somebody else to wear the crown, to sport that gilded hat, 
And though our reign is over, our legend’s still well known, for we were Kings my brother, and nothing can change that.