King Oscar, indeed
Spelling songs to read
Telling tales of the poor
Widows behind empty doors

King Oscar fights for humanity
His big brown beard
Hides all his fear
He speaks to madmen about love
And to spirits high above

King Oscar knows the road
Like we ordinary people
Know our souls

Listen to the cries of lousy sleep
Pray for riches beneath your feet
Remember to blow out the fire
Before you're lost and climb too higher

Spirits of cold brains
Give the blind man
What he asks for
Refuse to pay
Your landlord’s sword

Otherwise,
the spirits of cold brains
Will tear your name apart