Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm the King of the Castle, artist - Dan Bull.
Date of issue: 11.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm the King of the Castle |
Ahh. |
Do you smell that? |
Look at my fortress |
It’s bloody gorgeous |
I’m looking forward to seeing how sturdy yours is |
I hope you bought buildings and contents insurance |
'Cause you’re about to make a claim of epic proportions |
You were appointed with a place of great importance |
You’ll be disappointed when it’s nothing more than sawdust |
You’re getting shelled like a walnut |
Or shelled like a corn husk |
Or shelled like an unfortunate tortoise |
This track’s enormous |
Like my pink sword is |
But I’m running out of rhymes, so bring me my thesaurus |
(Aw yiss!) |
Anything you build up will be brought to the floor with |
Force, feel the buildup |
Yes, of course, here’s the chorus |
Come on |
I’m ready |
For anything you’re sending at me |
I’m the king of my castle, bow to me |
I’m aching for the battle, one two three |
Come on |
I’m ready |
For anything you’re sending at me |
I’m the king of my castle, bow to me |
I’m aching for the battle, one two three |
Dunking on packs of wolves |
As if they’re basketballs |
And I did that before the sport was fashionable |
Your faction’s calling for a nasty fall |
And I’ve been smashing walls |
From here to Aston Hall |
I am impassable |
I’m unsurpassable |
And when it comes to demolition I’m a natural |
Fact: your walls and gravity are incompatible |
You need 'em bashed to the floor |
And I’m the chap to call |
My mouth’s a cannon |
That is rammed with massive balls |
I’m rapping to Pachelbel’s Canon |
And it’s classical |
In practical terms |
I’m taking tactical turns |
But still collapsing buildings is my main thematic concern |
I’ll never have my fill |
With abusing your battlements |
It’s more amusing to me than the sound of flatulence |
Benevolent |
I do it for your benefit and betterment |
So remember than when I’m wrecking your settlement |
There ain’t nothing left of it except for bits of sediment |
Ready for Bovis to set up a new development (Who?) |
I’m tearing through your regiments as if they’re bits of loo roll |
And when I’m done, I will return again, rip you a new hole |
(Hahahahahahaha! Hey, hey, hey!) |
Come on |
I’m ready |
For anything you’re sending at me |
I’m the king of my castle, bow to me |
I’m breaking you in battle, under siege |
Come on |
I’m ready (Whoo!) |
For anything you’re sending at me |
I’m the king of my castle, bow to me |
I’m breaking you in battle, under siege |
(Servant, King) |
Um, my liege? |
Yes? |
We’re under siege |
Whose limbs are these? |
They must be somebody’s |
But before we succumb I should come up with a speech |
Or borrow one, that’s easier, so once more unto the breech! |
(Knight) |
Oi, oi, who wants a piece? |
Come on, come get it |
Anyone from sheep to priests |
You having fun yet? |
(Mage) |
Fighting all the undead |
Right from dawn to sunset |
By now the body count’s gotta be more than a hundred |
But I’m not done yet |
And I’m not gonna rest |
Until there’s precisely one less than one left |
After a hard battle you’ll find Daniel in his hard castle |
His detractors captive in the back with legs and arms shackled |
Supping on a cup of ale |
Regaling the court with tales |
Of the time you tried to step up and failed to prevail |
Tuck your tail in between your legs and do one |
Or yet again, I’ll rip you a new one |
Sat in my fortress |
It’s bloody gorgeous |
I’ll never surrender it to the National Trust |
What a performance |
I’d call it flawless |
Just like the hole inside your castle where your floor was |
(Haaaaaah! Hey, hey, hey!) |
Come on |
I’m ready |
For anything you’re sending at me |
I’m the king of my castle, bow to me |
I’m returned from the battle, victory |
Come on |
I’m ready |
Let’s sit down and have a cup of tea |
I’m the king of my castle, bow to me |
I’m returned from the battle, victory |