Pavement No More Kings
Rockin', rollin' splishin', splashin' Over the horizon, what can it be? Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Do it to me one time. The pilgrims sailed the sea To find a place to call their own so free In their little ship, the Mayflower They hope to find a better home to be
They finally knocked on Plymouth Rock As some one said we're there It may not look like home But at this point I don't care
Oh they were missing mother England They swore their loyalty until the very end Anything you say King, it's OK, King You know it's kinda scary on your own We've got to all just get together Talk to call each other on our telephones
I want no more Kings no more Kings (X3)
You taxed our property you didn't give us any choice And meanwhile back in England you didn't give them any voice
That's what I call taxation without representation And that's not fair (It's wrong! It's wrong!)
It's a long list of mistakes you made King And let's start with the - worst
You had the nerve to tax our cup of tea To put it kindly King, what? did you expect me to agree? Gonna show you why we dumped it in the ocean Made the biggest harbor of tea you'll ever see
No more Kings we're gonna run our things our own way run our things our own way Gonna run it into the (x2)
