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The Snake King
(Lyrics & music by Rick Springfield)
I'm looking for your back door
I'm firing up a chain saw
I'm coming for you baby
Gonna find my way back in
I'm coming in the outdoor
I got candy from the drug store
I'm gonna get you sugar
And together we're gonna sin
I wanna leave a snakeskin
I want to be your bad thing
I got a jellyroll of alcohol and Vicodin
But if you're trying to find salvation
I'm not your destination
But I sure am in the bed you're sleeping in
I am the real thing
I am your dark sin
I am the Snake King
I am the whip's sting
I am the war sling
I am the Snake King
Snake King
You still looking for a meaning?
Well baby I'm leaning
To the fact that this is great big rolling pin
Rollin down the highway
It ain't coming my way
And I'll disappear
Just like I've never been
Hey Little sister
I know I heard you whisper
I want a bellyful of jellyroll and Methedrine
I'll be your godless sin
Give you boots of fine snake skin
And the kind of thing that money just can't buy
I am the real thing
I am your dark sin
I am the Snake King
Snake King
I am the whip's sting
I am the war sling
I am the Snake King
Snake King
Well look at what the cat dragged in
You feelin' more alive
than you've ever been
I've got your jellyroll of alcohol and Vicodin
You'll say a sweet amen
As I burn you down again
You want it all
But you just can't figure out why
I am the Snake King
I am the Snake King
I am the Snake King
I am the real thing
I am the dark sin
I am the Snake King
Snake King
I am the whip's sting
I am the war sling
I am the Snake King
Snake King
I am the real thing
I am the dark sin
I am the Snake King
I am the Snake King
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