Too bad your dreams are always made of losin' games, loser
Ah, put your soul on trial 'cause you lost it all to a tiny vial
Ain't it funny how that money rots your brain?
Ah, dirty king
Ah, yes indeed
But I want to, but I want to, but I want to
Dirty king, dirty king, now you're strapped in for the ride
Ah, Miss Clean, yeah
But I want to, I want to, I want to
Dirty king, dirty king, now you're strapped in for the ride
For every time I cursed your goddamn name
Dirty king, dirty king, now you're strapped in for the ride
It's so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied
But I wish I had myself a dime
Ah, Miss Clean, yeah
Too bad the good ones always have to take your blame
Look in the mirror when you tell me whose insane, who?
Ah, yes indeed
Hey, sharp tongue liar, make all pay in a bed of fire
For every time I cursed your goddamn name
So hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied
It's so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied
Sweatin' on the line, doin' forty, wastin' time
Your soul in a battle of dope
But my hands are always tied up
Ah, dirty king
But I want to, but I want to, but I want to
Oh, motor
But my hands are always tied up
But I wish I had myself a dime
But my hands are always tied up
The chokin' angels from inside, tryin' to make them sing
But I want to, I want to, I want to
'Cause your short of breath an' close to death from sleepin' on the wing
A Mr. Innocent Blood and said he kills but just for love
But my hands are always tied up
