Saw you walking on your velvet lawn |
| Is it lonely on the moon? |
| You took a dive and swallowed all you could |
| Did you drink too much too soon? |
Nothing left for you to fight about |
| And no one wants to see you try |
| The nearest neighbours are a mile away |
| Does the ocean hear you cry? |
Punching at the sky |
| They say the King is losin' his grip again |
| They said you're bullet proof, they said you feel no pain |
| It seems the hero is misunderstood again |
Is it love or is it surgery |
| Makes her seem so ill at ease |
| As she's begging you to please calm down |
| In her silk Armani on her knees |
Did you carry out those threats I heard |
| Or were you only playing macho? |
| And the stains on her Versace scarf |
| Were they really just Gazpacho? |
They say the King is watching his back again |
| They say the King is losing his grip again |
| Raging like a bull to an empty ring |
| D'you think they will forgive a hero anything? |
Now the ring is just a band of gold |
| And your wife needs police protection |
| While you're sparring with the journalists |
| You're trying to win back her affection |
| Is this what it means to be a man |
| Boxing up all your emotion |
| So now she's gone and you're alone at last |
| You can tell it to the ocean |
They say the King is losing his grip again |
| They say the King is countin' his numbered days |
| You never lost a fight in your whole life |
| You never had no trouble sleepin' through the night |
| The bottle and the doctor get you through the day |
| The boys who run the house'll make it all okay |
| You think they will forgive a hero anything |
| Maybe Hollywood |
| But maybe then again |
Now the ring is just a band of gold |
| Drive the road |