THE KING OF LIFE

You’re walking by the river, proud as a crow
there is city noise nearby, but you can hear the grass grow
the grass grow

The sky instead of the ceilling and everything’s ahead.
you’ve got such a feeling as she puts the crown on your head
on your head

On and on the swings of fate lift you up and lower down
every step is like a path through a minefield to the final rest
that's all the pleasure you derive
if you are king of life

You are in fine spirits, standing firmly on your feet
Some other day you find yourself sleeping on the street
on the street

Now and then you keep wearing this funny and false king’s crown
Reminded me of Basquiat’s one on the daub I saw the other day
I wish he were alive!
another king of life

Your bank account is empty, you get your lunch for free
You are kind of a city bird, just the way you’d like to be
you’d like to be

As she’s away, you feel upset and beside yourself
the bar stool turns out to be undecorated royal throne
‘cause only she can give you drive
when you’re king of life

Next time it would be shelter or even damned madhouse,
at best you'll end up in a pub with a broken nose
A broken nouse

As time goes by, you will be replaced by the one who comes. 
All illusions melted into thin air and then once disappeared. 
Now your girlfriend is someone's wife. 
And you are king of life.

You went all out through the years for the higher score
until you realized that you had broken an open door
Open door

Nerves are tense I guess they exhausted before your birth
It sounds like a very big surprise that you are still alive and well
it is 2025,
and you are king of life

2025