Baby the time is right to tell it all like it is
And now that I feel god like there's nothing that can't be kissed
The name of a lonely soul is scratched into my brain
He thought he was king creole
Until he found out, until he found out
He sits upon a throne
He lives a sleazy lie
But he's all alone again, again
I can see a liar, sitting by the fire
Trouble in his heart, laughing at the thought
Coming as he goes into overdose
I wonder what he thinks of me?
Submitted by tauzefien at Sat 09 Mar, 2013 9:21 pm
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Language: English
Available on: Standing on the Shoulder of Giants (2000)
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