Stephen Kellogg & The Sixers Dark Side Of The King
I wonder what it's like to be a king?
It was these words that she replied to him
In return to his questioning the rain
As the sun soaked the face of crazy Jane
She closed her eyes and asked him for a grape
But all he had were olives ever since the rape
Johnson check the weather man I think it's gonna rain
Tell me again how long it's been since we went insane?
Jillian liked to keep her baby close
Jack could never understand why his kids were so morose
They live in the nineties and it's ashes in the rain
Mama can you help me cause they're picking at my brain?
He's blacker than a monkey swinging on the midnight
tree
As he cackles when his daughter says, 'the kids are
mean to me.'
I do believe that I can finally see the rain
The politics of difference, man this shit is all the
same
The kids put on a porno and they ask if they can watch
Then the First Lady comes on the news and says 'kids,
don't touch.'
We take a closer look and are those bombs or is that
rain?
The vultures got to me just before you came
So John and Jane raise Jack and Jill just like they had
hoped
Watching black and white TV and bumming all their
smokes
They'll wash their hair in gasoline and then they'll
rinse it in the rain
The king gets what he pays for when he's on the gravy
train...
Mama can you help me because they're picking at my
brain?
