King Of New Orleans Lyrics - Friction, Baby - Better Than Ezra

Got an Angel on the stairs 

As if you'd even care 

When the lights are up 

And the sun had nearly gone down 

Did you see him on the street? 

Did you pass him at your feet? 

Did you think at all? 

How dare they even look me in the eye? 

And he loves the girls 

And he loves the boys 

Gonna make 

Twenty dollars 'fore the weekend's over 

So set him up 

Then let him fall 

Turn him over in your hands 

God save the King of New Orleans 

Got a ticket to a show 

Did you see him take a blow? 

When the drunk one said 

"Cat Stevens was the greatest singer" 

Did you kick him in the head? 

Did you see the blood run down? 

Did you laugh at all 

When the people walked right by and said aloud? 

Gutter punks 

You're all the same 

Gonna make 

Twenty dollars 'fore the weekend's over 

So set him up 

Then let him fall 

Turn him over in your hands 

God save the King of New Orleans 

Set him up 

Let him fall 

Turn him over in your hands 

God save the King of New Orleans 

Radio in my head 

Radio in my car 

Goin' down again 

He's goin' down again 

Any way you look 

Any way you talk it over 

It's easier 

To let it slip out of your mind 

But it rips your heart out 

Then it kicks your head in 

Would you give him one more chance? 

Try and see the beauty in his world 

All the way in on my hands 

In on my feet and shoulders 

Gonna make 

Twenty dollars 'fore the weekends over 

So set him up 

Then let him fall 

Turn him over in your hands 

God save the King of New Orleans 

Set him up 

Then let him fall 

Turn him over in your hands 

God save the King of New Orleans 

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