For all the leaders who greet their throne
this story, I tell from a place unknown
as kings and queens often graced theirs
where would it go the lumps and airs
no chains to pull or buttons to press
in times of secret, it was a mess
no worries for them as people would come
to hide that mess from the country they run
this story I tell continues today
as servants still run to clean the way
without contribution for bleeding the seams
though running we are for dirtier means
as leaders won't hold the knowledge of past
so servants of now can clean their blast