| "Duke of the Stratosphere" | |
| 30 days has September, April, June, and November All the rest have 31, save February which fucks up the rhyme 'Til leap year comes and makes it 29. Duke of the Stratosphere, King of the Age Duke of the Stratosphere, take the stage Escape, say all you want to do is just do everything you say These tables all will turn someday The storm, the clouds, and the shipwreck on the shore By your airy spirits hand, which you command And now you, Duke of the Stratosphere, King of the Age, Duke of the Stratosphere, take the stage Oh no, this exile's gone awry Ah yeah, then all these years go by And then you find you're still King for a day, So fly away 30 Days all in September, then sometimes he can't remember Who it is, this rightful heir He put down his pen and wandered off, somewhere Somewhere | |