Year Of The Knife

Hallelujah, the king is dead. He said ' Love was the knife ' And now he'll dream some magic queen might try and save his life They say his famous final words Came from the heart of the man He made his bed on love denied He played Jeckyll and Hyde till the day he died Too late for the young gun To lead a simple life Too late for the young gun This is the year of the knife See the mountains crumble Feel the fire go cold Summer will turn to winter Love will turn to stone They say his famous final words Came from the heart of man I made his bed on love denied Now I ain't gonna sleep tonight Too late for the young gun To lead a simple life Too late for the young gun This is the year of the knife