All of the things that FORTUNE knocks down
Nobody wants, things left lying on the ground
They're left to decay, everybody else just walks away
Forever Lost and never to be found
Of all these things
I am the King
Washing machine that never cleans
A rusted out car that won't go very far
Broken up chairs and busted dishes
Abandoned dreams, and forgotten wishes
Of all these things
I am the King
Sniffin' around lift up my leg
Marking things that no one wants
My Royal breeding makes them mine
I am the king of things you leave behind
Political signs left out on suburban lawns
I make them mine, pour my special love upon
Burger King bag, covered in big greasy stains
Long live the King, over us he'll always reign
Of all these things
I am the King