King Lyrics - Reverend Horton Heat

Here comes the king 

King! 

King! 

Here in my castle, I'm king of the house 

Slippers, paper, pipe, and dog 

Easy chair and a burning log 

Something smells good in the kitchen tonight 

Oh yeah, my baby can treat me right 

Like every Tom, and Dick, and Harry know 

Out on the street you're just another Joe-shmoe 

When you get inside my home 

Ceasar never had it better in Rome 

King! 

Here in my house 

King! 

Here in my castle, I'm king of the house 

My throne is just a La-Z-Boy 

A hotrod Ford is just a toy 

I may rule, but I can't be mean 

I still must answer to the queen 

So if you're lucky just like me 

You must feel like royalty 

If this has a familiar ring 

Then you know just why i sing 

King! 

Here in my house 

King! 

Here in my castle, I'm king of the house 

King! 

Here in my house 

King! 

Here in my castle, I'm king of the house 

I'm just a farmer bustin' sod 

Just one creature under God 

Truth be known, and truth be seen'n 

I'd be nothin' without my queen 

So if you feel like monarchy 

You don't mind a little anarchy 

My hotrod Ford has a couple of dings 

But the engine purrs and the radio sings 

King! 

Here in my house 

King! 

Here in my castle, I'm king of the house 

King! 

Here in my house 

King! 

Here in my castle, I'm king of the house 

Here in my castle, I'm king of the house 

Here in my castle, I'm king 

Here comes the... 

King!