King Of Pawns
Album: Newton's Downfall
By: Newton's Downfall
By: Newton's Downfall
Duration
2:33
Genres
Description
Punk mania with a twist
Lyrics
I’m working for the king More like a slave I’d say I’ve got some skills to hone So I don’t run away I’m scribing stories In the main gallery A fish with three eyes A work that’s signed by me I’m hearing rumors After pharaoh’s demise We all shall join him And be buried alive You must be joking king This pawn’s a young man I’ve got so much to do Tell me you understand My eyes been on the king He’s not looking too well He’s been drinking way too much Last night I heard he fell In tombed with all he kept I’m the gallery Close by my three eyed fish A rolled up note for me Grab you some treasure son This pharaoh loved your mom Follow the secret path And don’t tell anyone You must be joking king This pawn’s a young man I’ve got so much to do Tell me you understand
