The Chronicles of Willy Royaltown
Written by Jesse Rómlárson

In the Pisces realm
Of Montefalco Planet
There is a king
Called Willy Royaltown

Willy sings his songs
Like a minstrel
In the temple of
The motorbike

Ruling his kingdom
With an iron fist
Slavering the poor people
Of John P

Willy singing loud
John P is crying now
Ready to call his friend
The ruthless grey Sand

Time for war
Willy and Sand confront
In the “Egg Garlic” hall
John P is ready to run

Willy singing loud
John P is crying now
Ready, to call his friend
The ruthless grey Sand

The battle raged on
But nobody won
Willy is now locked
In the temple he built on

The grey sand
Returned
To his home planet
Making sure
Nobody will listen to
Willy’s horrible songs

Willy singing loud
John P was in the war between
The grey Sand in peace
Ready for another win

John Pi won
John Pi is crying now
Ready to call his friend
The ruthless grey Sand

The ruthless grey Sand
The ruthless grey Sand
The ruthless grey Sand

Oh! oh!

The ruthless grey Sand
Wow!
The ruthless grey Sand
Wow!

The Willy and Sand

Willy singing loud
John P was in the war between
The grey Sand in peace
Ready for another win