Power King
"The book is illustrated with reproductions from old primitive maps
With a real Adam and Eve standing in the Garden of Eden
With Pillars of Hercules guarding the Straits of Gibraltar
With Paradise in the East, a realistic Jerusalem in the center
And St. Brendan's Isles of the Blessed in the West
The seas are full of ships
Brave, be-flagged vessels with swelling sails
The land is ablaze with kings in golden thrones
Under canopies of angels, compasses, and crests
And flying banners, with mountains of red and gold
While over all presides the Madonna in her golden chair"
(uh)
People talk shit, but they don't really know
About me, about you, about life, about shit
About this, about that, about dogs, about cats
About rock, about rap, about life, about shit (God damn)
About socks, about hats, about pants, about jeans
They don't really know about plants, about beans
They don't really know (keep goin') about birds, about bees, (oh)
About hers, (oh) about hes, (oh) about dirt, (oh) about trees (oh)
So I don't trust the internet, (no) don't trust the government (no)
Don't trust opinions possessed by the public (rarely)
My sense is not common, I've been sensin' a problem
I sent messages in bottles, they all went to the bottom (oof)
All the way down to the Marianas Trench (God damn) probably got 'em
On the sea ground where the steam vents keep spoutin' (keep goin')
I was on the bench, dreamin' bout bein' on the team (go, go)
Now I'm on my best defense (go, go)
How I keep reboundin' with a outlet pass (woo)
Keep that beat bouncin' with the outlet zaps (yeah)
Keep the box breaking when I pump the amps
Another flash of lightning, crash, thunder claps
How I went dark, went to the park
Flew a kite with a key, and it sent me a spark
Gave me a mark, scar on my forehead, it set me apart
'Cause people talk shit, but they don't really walk (no)
Don't really do, all they do is talk
Write the same sentence on the board in chalk
666 times? Now that's a start (it is)
40 days? That's a lark
3 days in the tomb, bada bing, bada boom
Tony Stark got a new heart (awww yeah)
Tin Man got a new part
Lion got a new mane, Bruce Wayne got a new Bane (rah)
Lois Lane got a new Clark, uh
So much pain, I don't know how to explain
So much rain, hurricane (woo, woo)
Now I know why Noah got a zoo ark (woo, woo)
I put it in park so we could disembark (woo, woo, woo, woo)
I got low as Moses, but I'm so Moshe (so low)
"Let my people go," somebody call OSHA! (go, go)
Now I'm getting so emotional (go, go)
Oh-so a-quotable, my own Rosetta Stone on how
My sauce is apple, and my kraut is sour (oof)
"No one man should have all [this] power" (I shouldn't)
No one man should take all these cold showers (too many)
Turn all these pointy arrows into soft rose flowers
(That's a lot of flowers)
"The Red Sea is still red..."
For the planties!
"but the Mediterranean is chocolate brown..."
For the birdies!
"and all the green has disappeared"
Quality street music
With a real Adam and Eve standing in the Garden of Eden
With Pillars of Hercules guarding the Straits of Gibraltar
With Paradise in the East, a realistic Jerusalem in the center
And St. Brendan's Isles of the Blessed in the West
The seas are full of ships
Brave, be-flagged vessels with swelling sails
The land is ablaze with kings in golden thrones
Under canopies of angels, compasses, and crests
And flying banners, with mountains of red and gold
While over all presides the Madonna in her golden chair"
(uh)
People talk shit, but they don't really know
About me, about you, about life, about shit
About this, about that, about dogs, about cats
About rock, about rap, about life, about shit (God damn)
About socks, about hats, about pants, about jeans
They don't really know about plants, about beans
They don't really know (keep goin') about birds, about bees, (oh)
About hers, (oh) about hes, (oh) about dirt, (oh) about trees (oh)
So I don't trust the internet, (no) don't trust the government (no)
Don't trust opinions possessed by the public (rarely)
My sense is not common, I've been sensin' a problem
I sent messages in bottles, they all went to the bottom (oof)
All the way down to the Marianas Trench (God damn) probably got 'em
On the sea ground where the steam vents keep spoutin' (keep goin')
I was on the bench, dreamin' bout bein' on the team (go, go)
Now I'm on my best defense (go, go)
How I keep reboundin' with a outlet pass (woo)
Keep that beat bouncin' with the outlet zaps (yeah)
Keep the box breaking when I pump the amps
Another flash of lightning, crash, thunder claps
How I went dark, went to the park
Flew a kite with a key, and it sent me a spark
Gave me a mark, scar on my forehead, it set me apart
'Cause people talk shit, but they don't really walk (no)
Don't really do, all they do is talk
Write the same sentence on the board in chalk
666 times? Now that's a start (it is)
40 days? That's a lark
3 days in the tomb, bada bing, bada boom
Tony Stark got a new heart (awww yeah)
Tin Man got a new part
Lion got a new mane, Bruce Wayne got a new Bane (rah)
Lois Lane got a new Clark, uh
So much pain, I don't know how to explain
So much rain, hurricane (woo, woo)
Now I know why Noah got a zoo ark (woo, woo)
I put it in park so we could disembark (woo, woo, woo, woo)
I got low as Moses, but I'm so Moshe (so low)
"Let my people go," somebody call OSHA! (go, go)
Now I'm getting so emotional (go, go)
Oh-so a-quotable, my own Rosetta Stone on how
My sauce is apple, and my kraut is sour (oof)
"No one man should have all [this] power" (I shouldn't)
No one man should take all these cold showers (too many)
Turn all these pointy arrows into soft rose flowers
(That's a lot of flowers)
"The Red Sea is still red..."
For the planties!
"but the Mediterranean is chocolate brown..."
For the birdies!
"and all the green has disappeared"
Quality street music
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Thomas Goebelbecker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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