around made to look a clown but now, now I know it is time for me to start to grow I'm gonna be king I'm gonna see things right I'm gonna be king and
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pushed around made to look a clown but now, now I know it is time for me to start to grow I'm gonna be king I'm gonna see things right I'm gonna be king
He was the King of trees Keeper of the leaves A deep green god of young Love stained memory We used to meet by him Far from the hustling town I loved
looked like someone else I knew Not like that white bearded,rosie cheeked old man. Chorus Oh,he's the King,The King of Christmas (He's the king,the King
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and tumble And He is King of the Jungle People say this world's a jungle and sometimes I must admit I'd be scared to death if I did not know who was king
did you eat at Port of Subs today? Chorus: Steve Bradley, you'll always be king Steve Bradley, we know you wear a wig Steve Bradley, you always put on a show Steve
Tercüme: Kings. Steve Bradley.
'll never be my judge my jury or executioner because he is mad king george the insane mad king george corporate fucking bought and sold yes he is the mad king