Paroles de King Electric

King Electric motor on the King is dead, the King is gone The King is in us Let his song play on ! I was cutting a dash down Bleecker Street the sewers were steaming underneath my feet I looked down MacDougall 'bout half a block said to myself that's where you come from I got a vision right there and then in my mind's eye you in your finery strolling by hands on your hip and your guitar case, sound of the future blowing in your face King Electric motor on the King is dead, the King is gone The King is in us Let his song play on ! I stepped down the stairs, ventured through the door sound nearly blew me clean to Singapore