Lyrics
Boys, I've got the sign
The pieces fit, the stars align
Now the plan's unfurled
We need the king, the king of the whole damn world
[Chorus: John F. Kennedy & (Burt Reynolds)
The punks on the street, they won't know what hit 'em
Their Italian suits, man, they won't even fit 'em
We'll take 'em down hard, they won't know what bit 'em
They can't even find us 'cause we just out hit 'em (Yeah)
I'm telling you, man, if you with 'em, best quit 'em (Best quit 'em)
They can't compete 'cause we'll just outwit 'em
It's good to be king, king of the whole damn world
He walks by and people stare
He walks on air without a care
Listen up, just one more thing
This guy's for real, this guy's the king
We'll strike late at night, we won't stop 'til we found him
We'll hunt him like rats, we'll completely surround him
We'll chase him, we'll face him, we'll dog him, we'll hound him
We'll tighten the circle 'til the rope is around him
A bullet I'll take for the thrill and the cause
We're knocking out windows, we're tearing down doors
It's good to be king, king of the whole damn world
Strike late at night, we won't stop 'til we found him
We'll hunt him like rats, we'll completely surround him
We'll chase him, we'll face him, we'll dog him, we'll hound him
We'll tighten the circle 'til the rope is around him
A bullet I'll take for the thrill and the cause
We're knocking out windows, we're tearing down doors
And it's good to be king, king of the whole damn world
When you lead a life like this
You take the shots, ha, you take the hits
Listen, brother, I know one thing
It's good to be king, the king of the whole damn world
King of the whole damn world
The king of the whole damn world
King of the whole damn world
King of the whole damn world
King of the whole damn world
I'm the king of the whole damn world