Lyrics

[Verse]
A prince in a palace with gold on his shoes
Traded it all for California’s blues
Now he's surfing waves with a royal snack bar
Who needs a crown when you’ve got a Prius car

[Verse 2]
Goodbye to the guards standing upright
Show’s over now
It’s late-night spotlight
Swapping castles for a two-bed in LA
Netflix docs don’t pay like they say

[Chorus]
Oh Harry my lad
What have you done
Traded the throne for the West Coast sun
You thought it was freedom
But it’s just a haze
Selling your story in Hollywood’s maze

[Verse 3]
Meghan said
“Love
Let’s make this a show”
Now it’s drama and interviews—woe after woe
Family dinners swapped for avocado toast
Tabloids screaming
“Look at the new ghost!”

[Bridge]
There’s no butlers
No ballrooms
No shiny crew
Just paparazzi yelling
“Hey you two!”
You married for love
But the laughs won’t quit
‘Cause even kings struggle to make a Netflix hit

[Chorus]
Oh Harry my lad
What have you done
Traded the throne for the West Coast sun
You thought it was freedom
But it’s all a blur
Now you're the prince of a house
Not the heir