Rat Bastard King

Born was a king With a sweet smile Who searched for acres for purpose Just to settle in my life One day the judge might pardon Him for all this wasted time The smoke rolls out the windows Is this real am I alive? Now is the part where I get my shit in Sittin' and thinkin' will get you nowhere ass first We got that tingly freaky feeling Coming or leaving im getting rid of this curse Man the procession For this will pass So sing the wiles of the devil You think that you're special You're just alive What is the hidden meaning Buried secrets of your mind Here's to a new beginning Nothing's perfect in my life I should be happy I can get up again Counting my blessings and saying that's a lesson learned Somedays I just wish that we could chat again Having a good laugh, I'm driving the hearse Bow to your king Rat Bastard Bow to your king Rat Bastard Bow to your king Rat bastard Bow to your king Rat Bastard King