Seventh day restless I wait
|
yes I wait for the right word
|
twelve o'clock this is my time
|
time to change to the nightbird and like
|
a snake I am winding myself into tight jeans
|
the look on my face's gonna make all the
|
girls know what I mean
|
|
I come in the music stops
|
and you see everyone turning
|
then I walk cool as I can
|
straight to the bar and start smoking
|
I feel hot looks in my back
|
and I'll soon chose my victim
|
I am the king and my right is to show you
|
what I need
|
|
You know here I am again
|
it's my show
|
now I'm back on the road
|
so show action and go
|
|
I think of the time that I waisted
|
how can you tell till you've tasted?
|
Why nobody told me I'm wrong
|
|
I can not be
|
can not be king all my life
|
|
My straight face is lying about motions
|
that live in my heart
|
like a figure of stone
|
I am waiting for you to start
|
You know here I am again
|
it's my show
|
now I'm back on the road
|
|
I think of the time that I waisted
|
how how can you tell till you've taisted?
|
why nobody told me I'm wrong
|
I can not be
|
can not be king all my life
|
|
-----------------
|
The King
|
Angel Dust |