Song | King Of Spain |
Artist | Moxy Früvous |
Album | Bargainville |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Moxy Früvous | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I work at the Pizza Pizza | |
Royalty, lord it looked good on me | |
Buried in silk in the royal boudoir | |
or going nuclear free | |
Or playing Crokinole | |
with the Princess of Monaco | |
Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders, | |
getting it all on video | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
A palatial palace, that was my home | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I vacuum the turf at SkyDome | |
once he was the King of Spain | |
I can't wait, I'm lowering interest rates, | |
my people say: | |
King, how are you such a genius? | |
There's a roof overhead | |
and food on our plates! | |
It's laisez-faire, I don't even give a care | |
Let's make Friday part of the weekend | |
And give every new baby a chocolate eclair | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Hey Clinton! Hey Yeltsin! Got problems? | |
You phone me now I eat humble pie | |
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Now the Leafs call me | |
up to drive the Zamboni | |
once he was the King of Spain | |
Now some of you are probably wondering | |
how I cam to be living in Canada | |
after being royalty in Spain. | |
Should I tell them, guys? | |
Tell us, King! | |
You see late one night | |
when the palace was asleep | |
Out of my royal chambers | |
and into the garden I creep | |
And I wait till the appointed time, | |
when the moon is lighting the pitch | |
At which point my peasant friend, | |
who looks just like me | |
Arrives and we make a switch | |
Prince and pauper, junior and whopper | |
World made up of silver and copper | |
Out of my own volition, | |
I took a change of position | |
So next time you drool in the pizza line | |
Remember, slower pizza's more luscious | |
The King of Spain never rushes!!! | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble | |
I was looking for off-handed ways | |
to improve us | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I'm jamming with Moxy Frvous! | |
once he was the King of Spain |
zuo qu : Moxy Frü vous | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I' m telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I work at the Pizza Pizza | |
Royalty, lord it looked good on me | |
Buried in silk in the royal boudoir | |
or going nuclear free | |
Or playing Crokinole | |
with the Princess of Monaco | |
Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders, | |
getting it all on video | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
A palatial palace, that was my home | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I' m telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I vacuum the turf at SkyDome | |
once he was the King of Spain | |
I can' t wait, I' m lowering interest rates, | |
my people say: | |
King, how are you such a genius? | |
There' s a roof overhead | |
and food on our plates! | |
It' s laisezfaire, I don' t even give a care | |
Let' s make Friday part of the weekend | |
And give every new baby a chocolate eclair | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Hey Clinton! Hey Yeltsin! Got problems? | |
You phone me now I eat humble pie | |
I' m telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Now the Leafs call me | |
up to drive the Zamboni | |
once he was the King of Spain | |
Now some of you are probably wondering | |
how I cam to be living in Canada | |
after being royalty in Spain. | |
Should I tell them, guys? | |
Tell us, King! | |
You see late one night | |
when the palace was asleep | |
Out of my royal chambers | |
and into the garden I creep | |
And I wait till the appointed time, | |
when the moon is lighting the pitch | |
At which point my peasant friend, | |
who looks just like me | |
Arrives and we make a switch | |
Prince and pauper, junior and whopper | |
World made up of silver and copper | |
Out of my own volition, | |
I took a change of position | |
So next time you drool in the pizza line | |
Remember, slower pizza' s more luscious | |
The King of Spain never rushes!!! | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble | |
I was looking for offhanded ways | |
to improve us | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I' m telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I' m jamming with Moxy Frvous! | |
once he was the King of Spain |
zuò qǔ : Moxy Frü vous | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I' m telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I work at the Pizza Pizza | |
Royalty, lord it looked good on me | |
Buried in silk in the royal boudoir | |
or going nuclear free | |
Or playing Crokinole | |
with the Princess of Monaco | |
Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders, | |
getting it all on video | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
A palatial palace, that was my home | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I' m telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I vacuum the turf at SkyDome | |
once he was the King of Spain | |
I can' t wait, I' m lowering interest rates, | |
my people say: | |
King, how are you such a genius? | |
There' s a roof overhead | |
and food on our plates! | |
It' s laisezfaire, I don' t even give a care | |
Let' s make Friday part of the weekend | |
And give every new baby a chocolate eclair | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Hey Clinton! Hey Yeltsin! Got problems? | |
You phone me now I eat humble pie | |
I' m telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
Now the Leafs call me | |
up to drive the Zamboni | |
once he was the King of Spain | |
Now some of you are probably wondering | |
how I cam to be living in Canada | |
after being royalty in Spain. | |
Should I tell them, guys? | |
Tell us, King! | |
You see late one night | |
when the palace was asleep | |
Out of my royal chambers | |
and into the garden I creep | |
And I wait till the appointed time, | |
when the moon is lighting the pitch | |
At which point my peasant friend, | |
who looks just like me | |
Arrives and we make a switch | |
Prince and pauper, junior and whopper | |
World made up of silver and copper | |
Out of my own volition, | |
I took a change of position | |
So next time you drool in the pizza line | |
Remember, slower pizza' s more luscious | |
The King of Spain never rushes!!! | |
Once I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble | |
I was looking for offhanded ways | |
to improve us | |
now I eat humble pie | |
I' m telling you I was the King of Spain | |
now I eat humble pie | |
And now I' m jamming with Moxy Frvous! | |
once he was the King of Spain |