Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nothing King, artist - Sons Of Texas. Album song Baptized In The Rio Grande, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 02.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Razor & Tie
Song language: English
Nothing King |
He sits on his throne of pleather and foam |
He rules with a fist of plastic hollowed out bones |
He’s made up of shit, not courage and grit |
He’s craving respect now thinks he’s worthy of it |
When they relinquish the Crown, you stood out cause no one else was around |
Now your big shit, small dick, pretentious prick |
What a suitable fit! |
Strung out, your worth worn on your sleeve |
Bow down, I bow down to nothing, nothing king! |
Sits high on his horse, he won’t be ignored |
He walks like the Hoss and shouts at inferiors |
But when he’s at home, neglected alone |
His majesty pouts and now he reaps what he sows |
When they relinquish the crown, he stood out cause no one else was around |
Now your tough shit, limp dick, pompous bigot |
The qualities of a prick |
Strung out, your worth worn on your sleeve |
Bow down, I bow down to Nothing |
Your one rung up now your twice his size, you rule the world only in your eyes |
I bow down to nothing, nothing king! |