Uriah

the king is all alone
with his eyes on the prize
his eyes on my wife

my wife is all alone
with her fingers on her thighs
her eyes on the throne

and I am the man
sleeping in the street
and I am the man

who carries the command
and I am the man
he knows that I won’t peek

and I am the man
left alone in the heat of the fight
so I get to die

for their wandering eye
so I get to die
out of mind out of sight