Devil's Den
Jefferson Starship Lyrics


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There is no color in the King
And he is softer than the Queen
Confusion reigns, sometimes it reigns.

Now a colored sky never makes anybody cry
But a grey cloud always makes it rain, sometimes it rains.

He only has the moves of a knight
But he wants the absolute freedom of a Queen
Too bad the only money he's got is coming in
Colored American green.

You know it's worthless paper you can spend or save
Go ahead and count that by yourself but look out
Somebody's looking
You're supposed to do that by yourself - count it
He says he's not doing anything wrong he thinks
He's just another part of the royal story
But does it always have to start that way
Always ending someday
With no man's warning.

Don't talk back, some ruler says, or everything
You need will go away
Every answer you think you've ever said is just a guess
And the King of clocks just slowly locks up every day.

Clocks strikes damn near perfect at night
But it moves so slow in the morning light
King says a crown doesn't make the man
But we all know, yes we all know, he thinks he's born to glory.

Until he dies by the divine right of Kings
No one down here wants to give that man any golden wings
And man must fly, man must fly




Is that grey man sane
No color, no name.

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Jefferson Starship's song "Devil's Den" offer a contrasting picture of the King and the Queen. While the Queen is soft, the King is without color. Confusion rules over the kingdom, sometimes. The next verse speaks of the colored sky which never makes anybody cry, but the grey cloud always brings rain. The King, in this verse, is seen as someone who wants to have the freedom of the Queen but has only the moves of the knight. The King has only worthless colored paper money that he can either save or spend.


In the next part of the song, the King is portrayed as a ruler who demands unquestioned obedience. He warns his critics that everything they need will go away if they talk back to him. He believes that he has been born to glory, but in reality, he is just another part of the royal story. The song ends by proclaiming the fallacy of the divine right of kings. The King is denied any golden wings, and the man must fly, man must fly. Is the grey man who has no color, no name and who is locked in by the King's clock, really sane?


Line by Line Meaning

There is no color in the King
The King lacks personality and individuality


And he is softer than the Queen
The King is weaker than the Queen


Confusion reigns, sometimes it reigns.
There is chaos and disorder, sometimes more than other times


Now a colored sky never makes anybody cry
Bright and vibrant things bring happiness


But a grey cloud always makes it rain, sometimes it rains.
Sadness and difficulty can come unexpectedly


He only has the moves of a knight
The King lacks agency and power


But he wants the absolute freedom of a Queen
The King desires more freedom than his station allows


Too bad the only money he's got is coming in Colored American green.
The only resources available to the King come from exploiting people of color


You know it's worthless paper you can spend or save
Money has no inherent value


Go ahead and count that by yourself but look out Somebody's looking
Be wary of those who are always watching and judging


He says he's not doing anything wrong he thinks
The King believes he is not at fault


He's just another part of the royal story
The King sees himself as another in a long line of monarchs


But does it always have to start that way Always ending someday With no man's warning.
The cycle of power often ends abruptly and without warning


Don't talk back, some ruler says, or everything You need will go away
Speaking out against authority can result in severe consequences


Every answer you think you've ever said is just a guess
We can never truly know anything for certain


And the King of clocks just slowly locks up every day.
The King is unable to prevent the slow decay of time and power


Clocks strikes damn near perfect at night
Things may seem better at certain times


But it moves so slow in the morning light
Progress can be slow and difficult


King says a crown doesn't make the man
Wearing the crown does not automatically make one a good ruler


But we all know, yes we all know, he thinks he's born to glory.
Despite his shortcomings, the King still believes himself to be destined for greatness


Until he dies by the divine right of Kings
The King will remain in power until his death, according to the belief in divine right


No one down here wants to give that man any golden wings
No one on Earth wants to give the King any more power or influence


And man must fly, man must fly
Humans must strive for progress and improvement


Is that grey man sane No color, no name.
The colorless and nameless King may be losing his grip on sanity




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Grace Slick, John Henry Creach

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