Rodney the King Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
The wretched creature was injured so dreadfully
Just what the hell is wrong about 115 mph
They wedged his face against the pavement and pacific sea
Gobs of crackers rained down on him endlessly
Get off him. Thats Rodney the King. Check out the sling
The sun went down, replaced with moonbeams
Mixed with ash from a hovel burning ghoulishly
Millions cringed at his abysmal acting
I can hear them now. They are mocking him
One afternoon you come to find a floater alone in a daze
I want to go home but I can't find the way, I'm ziptied and wondering what the hay
Knock on wood for the things that I have it all can be taken away
That sheetcake at home with my name writ in glaze, my nails and my EBT's
I float around in a pool of purgatory, past the skimmers with my eyes fixed on the drain
Get off him. Thats Rodney the King. Check out the sling