The King of Anything Lyrics

I laid down, before I dropped.

I'll tell you what your problem is, you don't know when to stop.

You left your crown, in my shop.

Brace yourself for impact cause you're heading for a flop.

Coagulate your superstitions,

Be careful now what you're wishing.

Scrutinise the fine conditions,

Before the devils takes deserved commissions.

You're a fallen star, fell and broke your guitar,

Karaoke thing, in a Spanish bar,

Pitch your heavy sins, in a paper bin,

No matter what you seem to think,

You're not the king anything.

It crept in, without a sound.

A glance at your reflection has you staring at a clown.

You sold your soul, to earn a pound.

That you borrow back with interest every time you come around.

Satisfy your own ambitions,

With a cup of hot contented wishes,

Rectify your public issues,

Or resolve them with a box of tissues.

You're a fallen star, fell and broke your guitar,

Karaoke thing, in a Spanish bar,

Pitch your heavy sins, in a paper bin,

No matter what you seem to think,

You're not the king anything.

How can it last,

The good times gone past,

You're not bad assed,

Now you've settled down.

You're a fallen star, fell and broke your guitar,

Karaoke thing, in a Spanish bar,

Pitch your heavy sins, in a paper bin,

No matter what you seem to think,

You're not the king anything.