The King

Before he was king, he was a TV repair man

Fixing radios with a knife and a beer can

Started playing with the circuitry

Making music with a box fan

Now he's building his collection

Setting up on the hot sand



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Let the records start playin

Anybody wanna hear that sound

Verberate and delayin'

Everyone loves the sound that he found

When the king's at the table

There's nothing he's unable to do

Like a baby in a cradle

I'll rock so steady for you

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People became jealous of the king

Tried to incapacitate, discontinue his reign

Things changed when they found he was indestructible

Head full of ideas that the rest would never know

With the dawning of a new age, on a new page, is where he found the new thing

Synthesized and coming from the soul

Something truly and unmistakeably original



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