Kings

Yeah we were king of the land
None making no future plans
Riding our bike through the sand
Chilling sundays in the sun
Never old and kinda keen
Already not fittin' in
Expressing our own vision
Already on a mission

Yeah! It never really end up
Why on earth should we grow up
We never wanted to be kings
Just searching for the thrill

Yeah! It never really end up
Why on earth should we grow up
We never wanted to be kings
Just searching for the thrill yeah!

Dance to the night
Slave to the rhythm
10 years passed down
Now you know the drill
Tap on the floor
Go for an encore
Lift your head up
Go back to your core
Dancin, ridin, california dreamin
Will it happen?
Back to your session
Scission, recession
Many useless questions
Meditate on till you at last move on

Yeah! It never really end up
Why on earth should we grow up
We never wanted to be kings
Just searching for the thrill yeah!

Yeah! It never really end up
Why on earth should we grow up
We never wanted to be kings
Just searching for the thrill yeah!

Hail to the kings
They gave me my best life
Far in my land
Wonder where they at

Hail to the kings
They gave me my best life
Far in my land
Wonder where they at

Yeah! Where are all my kings at?
Yeah! Yeah! Where are all my kings at?
Yeah! Where are all my kings at?
Yeah! Yeah! Where are all my kings at?

Yeah! It never really end up
Why on earth should we grow up
We never wanted to be kings
Just searching for the thrill



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Pla
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