king of something

Jack of all the trades
Don’t call me any master
That’s the prince of paupers
My queen of disaster
And I’m the king of something
But I can’t put my finger on what that thing is

I’m not your demigod
Maybe they’ll realize that
When I’m dead and gone
A crown of cardboard
I rule with a fist
That I found at the dollar store

Tried and true
I don’t know if I’m the man for you
Water doesn’t freeze through my veins
And my posture doesn’t fit the position
For the moment I’ll listen
Shrug the attention and
The weight from off my shoulders
Rock and roll with the queen
Just to ease the tension

Have I mentioned
That I have to go
Back to the place
That I call my own
That’s what you get when
You rent the castle
And lease the kingdom

Yeah I’m the king of something
I don’t know what that something is
The world isn’t mine oh mine
And the clock doesn’t stop
When it’s on my time

© 2009 by Matt Bonham