Gavin Friday & The Man Seezer - King Of Trash Lyrics
Hey! sugar sugar, my sweet honey pieBaby let me tell ya about the teenage lieYour lips will be kissed, stories will be toldJust remember sick sick all that glitters is gold.Hes calling now, hes calling...And the song that he sang, meant everythingKing of trashMe. Im not young. me, Im not oldThe revolution failed, so Ive been told take me to the moon,Me, Id like that. Im no prune.Hes calling now, hes calling...And the song that he sang, meant everythingKing of trashSo pretty children its time for bedKeep-a-dreamin dreamy dreamsWhat dies aint deadThe king is dead his coffin a shiny blackSix angels they hang-out at his back,Two to sing, two to pray, two to carry his soul away...Hes calling now, hes calling...And the song that he sang, meant everythingAnd the song that you sing, dont mean anythingAnd the song, the song that I sing,Means everythingKing of trashThe king of trash