A mighty elaborate setup for a dopey little love song, if you ask me.
I am the King
© 1997 Bryan Masters C F Last night there was a big sound G C And I went out to see what it was all about C F There was a big crowd getting' real loud G C And they were coming at me with a golden crown C F I said What? They said hey, don't run away G C We need you for a king and we need you today C F Pick a queen, take the throne and then we'll leave you alone G To get accustomed to the rhythm of the King thing C F I am the king of everything I see G C Won't you be my queen won't you come with me C F We'll rule the world the way it ought to be F C With our peculiar brand of aristocracy I called the UN to tell them count me in I called my tailor and my lawyer and a few good me I called the president to tell him I'mve been sent To rule with grace and wisdom and a fake accent He said What? I said hey, don't be that way They need a royal figurehead so I'm on my way We'll be fine, we'll align, now give me some time To get accustomed to the rhythm of this King thing F G My kingdom needs a queen I guess I choose you, so if you want to We can live the life of royalty like royal do Let's call it a date, and we'll stay out late And maybe later you and I can coronate You say what? I say hey, don't run away I want you for my queen and I'm begging you to stay stick around, I'll slow down Now put on that gown and Get accustomed to the rhythm of the queen thing Bryan Masters Music/ASCAP