King Krap
One fine day after a royal meal
Something I started to feel was the royal meal making its royal exit.
To many royal things were let in and
it was to late to fix it.
What was once ritz is now kibbles and bits
and the great taste and smell is gone.
What was once wide and short
is now narrow and long.
( Chorus) Waiting for the king, waiting for the king
when its smelt by some a few is some
you know the king will come.
It was a long hard fight
but the king wouldn't come
the hard fight only produced a knight
the king wasn't ready to come.
Chorus
As more nights come, the horns will sound
meaning his arrival will come
but even that larger piece of uncomfortable royal fudge
is so big that only medical treatment will make it budge.
But then one night, the king started to fight and then I had a war
corn was mixed in with kibbles and bits and there was a lot more
but even with some
the king wouldn't come
and I had the king to still endure
chorus
Then one royal morning, the royal horns made warning and I knew what was to be done
With one quick dash , the king made his spash
The royal perfume was smelt a long way then some
Waiting for the king, Waiting for the king
if you wait for the king to long, the king gets strong and no one is your friend
through the kindneys and liver,
the royal meal may quiver
and the royal army runs like a river
waiting for the king, waiting for the king
Waiting for the King
1 Comments:
Try to sing it, its hard, there is no structure
May 16, 2007 5:14 p.m.
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