Disregard the architecture
Astrophysics leaves me cold
Science can be my protector
From the force that makes me old
Catalytic converters
Hatha Yoga silicon
The Siren calls I know I heard her
I wish she'd just leave me alone
I need something real to worship
To kneel before, to die to breathe
A battle cry of deep emotion
Leap of faith into the sea
You could be my Prince of Denmark
Overlook the occupation
Can't hold what they cannot see
We all could use a brief vacation
From the toll of history
I haven't got the nerve for conquest
Happy here right by your side
Table scraps are all I request
You pat my head I'm satisfied
I could be your Guinevere
You could be my cannonball
Toast the ones who brought us here
All for one and one for all
You could be my Prince of Denmark
I see you swing down from the rafters
I see the saber in your teeth
Still not sure just what you're after
I trust that it's good for me
And I will be your willing slave
And I will kneel before your throne
I will join you in your grave
You will never lie alone
I will bear you sons and daughters
And I will join your great crusade
Like a lamb led to the slaughter
I lie in the bed you made
You could be my Prince of Denmark
You could be my Prince of Denmark
You could be my Prince of Denmark