There was a boy and he thought himself quite special   Somehow important and confidently able   He didn't care if your face got under his foot   As long as he didn't stop to have to look      He had a chest for the trophies that he'd stolen   He shined them every morning on his way in   And even he really started to believe it   Rationalizing that they were meant for him      But I know that you're not the king of the setting sun   I know what you are and have done   And that crown you found is gonna leave on your head a big green ring   You're not the king of the setting sun   I know what you have not done   And you're gonna burn in hell      He sometimes wondered if he was just trash   He felt guilty one day, but it passed   And after that he convinced even himself   That everyone loved him and no one else      But I know that you're not the king of the setting sun   I know what you are and have done   And that crown you found is gonna leave on your head a big green ring   You're not the king of the setting sun   I know what you have not done   And you're gonna burn in hell      Thinking back, you smiled at how you'd come this far   And how the idiots had bought into what you told them you are   Now hold really still and hope that they don't see   That you're one big vacancy      But I know that you're not the king of the setting sun   I know what you are and have done   And that crown you found is gonna leave on your head a big green ring   You're not the king of the setting sun   I know what you have not done   And you're gonna burn in hell