Lyrics
Blaine was a student
Hell-bent to prove that old cliché
Was gonna come true
So he lived every night like it was his last day
He spoke like a pirate
He'd take all your money, too
Then he'd turn right around
Say, "Hey, look what I found"
He'd give it all back to you
He'd say, "Hey, Jack, I like you, man
You and your boys are better than
Chocolate cake"
Then he'd yell, "Hey, Suzanne
Bring some shots for the band
All that they can take"
And the whole bar was dancin'
On tables nailed down to the ground so they would not fall
And the cops looked away
It was almost like they'd been paid
To make sure the whole town was havin' a ball
The King of the World's above San Angelo
On top of a Ferris wheel
For ten bucks a ride, you can sit by his side
He'll say, "Everything's nothing, nothing is real"
Get high with the King of San Angelo
Spin so fast that the world stands still
He'll point above the town, say, "Hey, stars don't fall down
They just burn up the atmosphere and spread stardust around"
Step up, it's one hell of a deal
Ride with Blaine on his Ferris wheel
Lights red and blue
Round and round spin at you on the highway
He said, "I've only had two"
Aw, come on, Blaine, tell the truth
That's what you always say
But the judge, he broke out laughin'
And Blaine said, "Hey, man, I'll cop a plea
I'll buy the whole town a circus as community service
I'll give you all of the money for free"
The King of the World's above San Angelo
On top of a Ferris wheel
For ten bucks a ride, you can sit by his side
He'll say, "Everything's nothing, nothing is real"
Get high with the King of San Angelo
Spin so fast that the world stands still
He'll point above the town, say, "Hey, stars don't fall down
They just burn up the atmosphere and spread stardust around"