King of the Hill

At the Agency of Texas works a mysterious man He's stealing all the propane for his many secret plans To all that he encounters, he has no face or name In the limelight of his foes, only he can share his shame He's the sensational, international King of the Hill Everywhere he goes, he turns the lady's heads But only one named Peggy gets to share his bed He's got a son named Bobby Watch out, he's got a gun What does Hank King have in store? Well, you'd better run From the most circumcised man alive King of the Hill King of the Hill