The King

Before he was king, he was a TV repair man
 Fixing radios with a knife and a beer can
 Started playing with the circuitry
 Making music with a box fan
 Now he's building his collection
 Setting up on the hot sand
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 Let the records start playin
 Anybody wanna hear that sound
 Verberate and delayin'
 Everyone loves the sound that he found
 When the king's at the table
 There's nothing he's unable to do
 Like a baby in a cradle
 I'll rock so steady for you
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 People became jealous of the king
 Tried to incapacitate, discontinue his reign
 Things changed when they found he was indestructible
 Head full of ideas that the rest would never know
 With the dawning of a new age, on a new page, is where he found the new thing
 Synthesized and coming from the soul
 Something truly and unmistakeably original
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