Who is Scooter Scudieri?

Royalty walking the cobblestone
Her jewels so high they touched her nose
Unaware of the lower life
When a weary child spoke upright
Your majesty, I'm afraid we've never had the pleasure

His hair was long and his clothes were torn
When he smiled
His teeth had holes
So aware of his lower life
But he took her hand and said so nice
Your majesty, I'm so glad we finally had the pleasure

Blessed are the Joy Makers

Thus began the day when all the artists and the thinkers
All the poets and magicians
All the story telling dreamers
All the lovers
All the musicians
Clasped their hands and spread their joy throughout the land

Blessed are the Joy Makers

The jester ran with the king and queen
But now he runs the whole country
So aware of a glorious life
Shared by all who once felt strife
And her majesty, I'm afraid she'll never have the pleasure

Blessed are the Joy Makers

God save the queen