The Decemberists
The Kingdom of Spain
In the Kingdom of Spain
There are such colors
They defy any name
Like drab and dolor

But, oh, the King and the Queen
Of Spain
With their long, unpronounceable names
Grace the table at the
Long lost Kingdom of Spain

In the Kingdom of Light
A lithe young lawyer
Tries a case for her un-
Justly arrested brother

But, oh, the King and the Queen
Of Light
Rule with unbendable might
So, it's to the gallows for the
Long lost Kingdom of Light
Oh-oh

In the Kingdom of Love
We're all just fodder
As the cannonades drub
Our sons and daughters
But, oh, the King and the Queen
Of Love
With their long, white, fingerless gloves
Bang the gavel for the
Long lost Kingdom of Love
Oh-oh
Of Love
Of Love