Letra de Who's the King
Who's The King? You're the king if you can sing like the King of Rock & Roll Filled with a soul and all fucked up on Demerol Like the King you're only headed for the ground Your own Graceland, Your body never foundI smell a rat up the back But no a former champion The hardest man alive's in an Indiana prison What does Donnie do about that? He lets his main man rot As his pockets grow fatDon't snooze, ya gotta make your moves Nobody move, nobody gets hurtNobody moves, nobody gets hurt But still Rodney King got treated like dirt And why can't we all get along Why get along with the cops They beat ya like a dogJumpin high with pride in the red, white & blue Was it the thrills, the spills Of the Rocket cycle dude The King dare devil Took it to another level, Evil Knievel, a well paid rebel