There is a message in what I've got to say to you, all right
Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he
Old King Cole lost all his gold and now he's crying, you see
Don't put your trust in vanity, for it will let you down
Don't put your trust in vanity, or you'll be out of ground
Like umpty dumpty sat upon a wall, and umpty dumpty had a great fall
And all of his friends and the money they spent, couldn't get umpty to get a rub in
Don't put your trust in vanity
Don't put your trust in vanity, for it will let you down
Don't put your trust in vanity, for it will let you down
Can't help you, it sets you free
All right, little Miss Mary, you're quite contrary
How does your garden grow, with silver birds and crocker shells
And no food at all, a vanity, pure vanity
And it's spoiling humanity
Humanity, a vanity
It's easier for a camel to go to the eye of a * than a rich man to enter
In the kingdom of Mount Zion, oh yes
Humanity, a vanity

Jack and you went up Jack's hill
To rob the dreadlocks of his still
They dreaded them down, and they broke their crown
And now they are under the ground
So don't put your trust in vanity, for it will let you down
Don't put your trust in vanity, or you'll be out of ground
Don't put your trust in silver or gold
I'm telling you, my brethren, you'll only lose your soul
You'll lose your soul
Don't put your trust in vanity, for it will let you down
Humanity, don't put your trust in vanity
Or you'll be out of ground
Humanity, a vanity
A vanity, a vanity
And it's spoiling humanity