Lyrics

King of America I've cleaned your floors Scrubbed your toilets Man, I've swept under your feet Worked in your stores Every boy gets one chance You're laughing at me Now it's my turn to bleed Shout it out King of America I wanna be Shout it out King of America I have waited in your long lines I have sweat 'neath your sun I've kicked 'round in your factories I did it all without a gun Now it's my time to run Shout it out King of America I wanna be Shout it out King of America Gimme some, Gimme some Gimme some, Gimme some, Gimme some, Gimme something I can be King of America I have worn your cheap little outfits I have taken your sickening drugs You tried to sweep me under your carpet Then decided I had enough Shout it out King of America I wanna be Shout it out King of America Every boy dreams to be Shout it out King of America I wanna be Shout it out King of America Shout it out King of America Shout it out King of America King of America
Writer(s): Paul Westerberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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