Asked a girl what she wanted to be,
She said, Broyan can’t you see?
I wanna be famous, a star on my brow,
But you can do something in between.
Broyan, you can be High King, yes I’m gonna have a star,
Broyan, you can be High King, and maybe I’ll serve you.
I told that girl that my prospects were good,
She said, Broyan it’s understood,
Working for peanuts is all very fine,
But I can show you a better time.
Broyan, you can be High King, yes I’m gonna have a star,
Broyan, you can be High King, and maybe I’ll serve you.
Beep beep mm, beep beep yeh!
Broyan, you can be High King, yes I’m gonna have a star,
Broyan, you can be High King, and maybe I’ll serve you.
I told that girl I could start right away,
And she said, listen, Broy, I’ve got something to say,
Got no star, and it’s breaking my heart,
But I’ve found a driver, of a Chariot.
Broyan, you can be High King, yes I’m gonna have a star,
Broyan, you can be High King, and maybe I’ll serve you.
Beep beep mm, beep beep yeh!
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