Highballers King Of The Plains
He was a simple man with a simple code
Worked his fingers to the bone he carried a heavy load
A DeKalb hat his crown the fields were his domain
Only Mother Nature kept him down the king of the plains
A complex visitor with a complex mind
Roaming round the galaxy, hoping to find
A place to hang his hat a place where no one knows
A place where e can sit where no one ever goes
The visitor's flying the king he's tilling he'll be done by dark God willing
Well the king saw a flight and the king he smelled smoke the light it. Blinded him and he began to choke
The visitor found his spot but on that spot was the king's John Deere
The king spun his crown around an shouted with no fear
Well you crushed my damn tractor you tortured my land
Come on out and face me son, and be a man
You burned up my fields well I'll be God damned
Own up to your treachery and ace me if you can
Get out I that spaceship and fight like a man, climb down that ladder son and face me where I stand
I don't know how it's done on you planet, but here we go hand to hand
Get out I that spaceship and fight like a man,
It was. A DeKalb hat his crown the fields were his domain
Only Mother Nature kept him down the king if the plains.
