Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King Of The Hill, artist - Bruce Hornsby. Date of issue: 05.06.2016
Song language: English
King Of The Hill |
| I’m leaning on a rail |
| Letting my eyes roam over the plain |
| I’m laughing on my break |
| Feeling like a captive on a long chain |
| Watch the people pick up sticks |
| Big boss man cracks his whip |
| It’s serious but we laugh to keep from crying |
| Spouting out the company line |
| Everything here’s just fine |
| He says he cares about me but he’s lying |
| Up, up in the big house |
| The king of the hill. |
| I’m watching the boss man |
| Talking to his sister with the dirty hands |
| They sit, cussing at the rules |
| Wishing they could lose me as fast as they can |
| He’s got me in the roughest rig |
| He thinks I took his brother’s gig |
| People say they’ve got the game rigged |
| His daddy gave him everything |
| A job and a house and his earring |
| Why does he think that I’m so threatening, so bad |
| And up, up in the big house |
| King of the hill |
| And there, driving the big cat, king of the hill |
| I’m over in my space |
| Swatting bugs, sweat stains rolling down my face |
| I’m trying not to drink |
| Knowing I’ve got to roll out of this place |
| Watch the people pick up bricks |
| King of the hill with his nightstick |
| Caught up in accounting tricks |
| Throw a bone to the poor hicks |
| Got some candy, take a lick |
| Great white hope, shooting bricks |
| Time to let us all share the wealth |
| Getting coffee for the big stick |
| Hand in his pants at the skin flick |
| Lots of poisons, take your pick |
| Mama, mama, mama come quick |
| Felling like I’m getting sick |
| Have you noticeed any nervous tics |
| Think I’d better take care of myself |
| And up, up in the big house |
| King of the hill |
| And there, driving the big cat |
| King of the hill |