King of the Hill (Live)

L A 's asleep you roll up your window

The night air is cold the freeway is clear

In a green Gucci bag are you prized possessions

The jewels of your mind to hold back the fear

And when Monday comes 'round there's a high lonesome sound

And she follows you down for the kill

And a white blinding light makes it all seem so right

And you feel like the king of the hill

The driveway is long your princess is lovely

Your servants all wait for your knock on the door

How many years will you crawl through this castle

So satisfied and still wanting more

And when Monday comes 'round there's a high lonesome sound

And she follows you down for the kill

And a white blinding light makes it all seem so right

And you feel like the king of the hill

Yeah

The guests have arrived with all the right faces

But you miss the ball in that room down the hall

It's sunrise again the driveway is empty

The crystal is cracked there's blood on the wall

And when Monday comes 'round there's a high lonesome sound

And she follows you down for the kill

And a white blinding light makes it all seem so right

And you feel like the king of the hill

And when Monday comes 'round there's a high lonesome sound

And she follows you down for the kill

And a white blinding light makes it all seem so right

And you feel like the king of the hill

Yes you feel like the king of the hill

Ah you feel like the king of the hill

Yes you feel like the king of the hill