Well it's a vile world but that's all right/Long as the 
little king's alive
In a day of shifting styles/His damage will last awhile.
Dizzy in a fever of muscle and chrome/This jerkwater town 
burned like Rome
Truckled to the torch of one savage kid/That's how to 
rule! That's how to live!

When you're old and not so clever/When you're dragging 
your ghost around
These wild years won't last forever/This kingdom comes 
right down!

Little King had a Midas hand/Anything he touched turned 
yellow and ran
and slave
And from the back of his eyes, some demon sprung/Made 
young men wanna touch bottles and guns
Make Pleistocene creatures of Mom and Dad/Twice more kick 
than your real kings had

It's a vile world, but that's O.K./That's where the smart 
bucks are today
Tortoise shells and a wedding ring/So much for the 
"little king."
But, see that hilltop, gutted and bare...?/15 years back 
a King walked there
Now some half-wit hellspawn's gonna take his turn/That's 
how to crash! That's how to burn!