I Will Not Go

The King requests my presence I should wear the royal crown
And show to all the princes my great beauty The King requests my presence
I should wear the royal crown
And show to all the princes my great beauty Who's he kidding?

Those lushes couldn't see their hands before their faces For they've toured this land
A hundred-eighty days.
Those guys are walking in a haze.
'Cause at my dear old husband's feast they have been Drinking for seven nights and days.
Parade around for drunks to view? It's not a thing a girl aspires to
I was meant for better things!
So someone better tell the King That I am more than just a beauty,
And I will not be treated as a play-thing!
My dears, don't look so aghast!
Sure, he'll be mad, but not for long ...
I've found that I can twist the king right 'round my finger. A queen has ways of dealing with the mighty and strong ...
I've been a royal all my days.
I'm well-accustomed to the palace ways,
But I'm incensed the King would dare to ask me to dance there ­In front of leering pinching princes!
No, sir! I'll not take part in that affair!
How dare he ask me? I will not!
And I don't care if His Royalness gets hot! To even think it is obscene -
After all, I am The Queen!
And you won't have to tell His Majesty, He'll hear my answer in my royal scream!
Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! I Will Not Go!