Dark Side of the King

I wonder what it's like to be a king?
It was these words that she replied to him
In return to his questioning the rain
As the sun soaked the face of crazy Jane
She closed her eyes and asked him for a grape
But all he had were olives ever since the rape
Johnson check the weather man I think it's gonna rain
Tell me again how long it's been since we went insane?

Jillian liked to keep her baby close
Jack could never understand why his kids were so morose
They live in the nineties and it's ashes in the rain
Mama can you help me cause they're picking at my brain?

He's blacker than a monkey swinging on the midnight tree
As he cackles when his daughter says, "the kids are mean to me."
I do believe that I can finally see the rain
The politics of difference, man this shit is all the same

The kids put on a porno and they ask if they can watch
Then the First Lady comes on the news and says "kids, don't touch."
We take a closer look and are those bombs or is that rain?
The vultures got to me just before you came

So John and Jane raise Jack and Jill just like they had hoped
Watching black and white TV and bumming all their smokes

They'll wash their hair in gasoline and then they'll rinse it in the rain
The king gets what he pays for when he's on the gravy train...
Mama can you help me because they're picking at my brain?