Lyrics

The race is on, the King is dead The shit is on appointed heads And he's got a son "And you've got a daughter," he said The bridge is drawn The suitcase's on the bed The show goes on The spoilers lose the day The spotlight on The girls who flew away From jigsaw laws The tanners who remained We're drunken frat boys through Initiation gained Greetings, noble Caesar We have come to congratulate You on your successful crossing Of the Rubicon Circling to back around New and used Challenging All join on The race is on, the King is dead The race is on, the King is dead Every single highway Is the wrong way home Traffic information directing Turn around Check your odometer Turn your headlights on
Writer(s): Robert Pollard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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