Kings of Nowhere

Zoki's got troubles you know
They find him every season
Even in this prison cell, though
He's got that smile
He aint one for bitching
Though he's got time, to go

20 years, that 80 summin seasons
All for pissing off some big business guy

But Zoki don't cry
He says, he's living out
The Bosnian dream
The Bosnian dream
The Bosnian dream
Of a cigarette
And being alive

And Mo, he ain't too bad you know
He's from pirate country
But he's got a good soul
It shows
But it's burying dreams
Of selling beads, or something
In new york city
He was caught eight thousand miles
And ten years short

But Mo just smiles
He's still living it up, the Somali dream
The Somali dream
The Somali dream
Of peace
And food that's free

And if there's saints in heaven
And sinners in hell
Perhaps that's why we're stuck in between
Drinking, waiting
But there's Zoki smoking in the corner
And Mo he's praying
And it sure seems like
Heaven and hells
The same

For these Kings of Nowhere
For the Kings of Nowhere
For the Kings of Nowhere
Still smiling out there
Still shining out there

You see, I've got troubles too
But it seems the grey
Don't last as long in here
As some Kings do
As some Kings do

Coz Mo's got a dream
And Zoki just needs some living
But now they're here, three and a half walls
Prison dreaming

Living, dying, dead, still believing
Kings of Nowhere
Kings of Nowhere
Still smiling out there
Still shining out there

And if there's saints in heaven
And sinners in hell
Perhaps thats why we're stuck here in between
Drinking, waiting
But theres Zoki smoking in the corner
And Mo he's praying
And it sure seems like
Heaven and hells
The same

For these Kings of Nowhere
For these Kings of Nowhere
For these Kings of Nowhere
Still smiling out there
Still shining out there