The King Of Sick
Well I'm the king of sick
Strange puddles forming on the sidewalk
The radio won't stop playing Talk Talk by Talk Talk
Rain coming down, it's making everything slick
And I'm the king - the king of sick
Well I'm the king of sick
Yeah I'm the king of sick
If you're gonna make your move, you best make it quick
Now step off, I'm gonna be sick
Germs so big that you can f**kin' see 'em
Like something that belong in a goddamn museum
Little Billy's paying with a rusty ice-pick
And I'm the king - the king of sick
Yeah I'm the king of sick
Said I'm the king of sick
And if you're gonna make your move, you best make it quick
Now step off, I'm gonna be sick
I said, hey nosy neighbour, take a look out my window
There's a patch in my yard where the grass just won't grow
A little brown patch moving closer to my home
A little brown patch that I can call my own
Hey nosy neighbour, put your weed whacker down
Keep your hands in the air and don't make a sound
There's a little brown patch moving closer to my home
A little brown patch that I can call my own
Strange sounds are breaking the silence of the night
Babies howl, mosquitoes bite
You can file those charges, but they ain't gonna stick
'Cause I'm the king - the king of sick
Dirt path leading out of town
But it just bring you straight back around
And you find yourself falling for the same old tricks
But I'm the king - the king of sick
Yeah I'm the king of sick
Said I'm the king of sick
And if you're gonna make your move, you best make it quick
Now step off, I'm gonna be sick
I'm the king of sick
Yes I'm the king of sick
And if you're gonna make your move, you best make it quick
Now step off, I'm gonna be sick
