Nature abhors a vacuum, I have read
Tell me, how do you explain your empty head?
You hurt the one you love because you can
As if violence were virtue in a man

The king of your castle
Might behind you, power blind you
A fist full of feeling
Blame it all on lack of mother love

The mad, glad days of romance were the best
When you kept your cards pressed tight against your chest
But soon, soon, all too soon, she'd understand
And she'd see and feel the back of your right hand

The king of your castle
Might behind you, power blind you
A fist full of feeling
Blame it all on lack of mother love

King Rat God on a barstool, hold your court
So self-centered, so deluded, so self-taught
Homebound, sound as a pound, you bought your round
And round one begins tonight behind closed doors

The king of your castle
Might behind you, power blind you
A fist full of feeling
Blame it all on lack of mother love
The king of your castle
Might behind you, power blind you
A fist full of feeling
Blame it all on lack of mother love