Use to be a major scale   But the melody went stale   Musical cacophony let    Insy Winsy spider free      Your a rich little boy   Who's had to work for his toys   You've got all sensabilities oh   Of an upper class guy      noooo, No i'm not your little slave   No i don't twist and turn that way   Only got bad things to say      Your always asking what is up, up with me   could never tell you what happened the day i turned   seventeen, the rise of a king and the fall of a queen    oh   seventeen, seven-teen      oh you were embarrassed of me   cause i used my toungue freely   bet you wish i couldn't speak   cause when i do you know i tell you why you appear weak      You wanna have some free life   go get your upper class wife   she's got all personalities of   a lemon that has been truly sucked dry      you teach me how to behave   i felt you question the way   i was brought up as a baby   well you don't know f*** about my family         could never tell you what happened the day i turned   seventeen, the rise of a king and the fall of a queen    oh   seventeen, seven-teen      the rise of a king, the fall of a queen      never felt like a princess   i use to kill myself in this dress   that it was just how things were meant to be      oh seventeen   seventeen