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King Of Misery

Written by Willie. (Dowling) Warner Chappell Music Ltd.

One jump from the pan to the fire And a new sensation no salvation Too bad you were thinking of yourself again You should rise up - keep your big mouth shut. Rise to the surface, take a belly full of air It's a long way down but you know I'll meet you there Do your best and don't ask questions Follow every dumb suggestion Bad blues player sitting in the corner With his teeth capped gold and he thinks that's soul Sometimes you're a lot like him With your half-assed poses, Wake up smell the roses Some say that the clothes make a man But if the suit don't fit, then why are you wearing it? You seem to think you're a real earth-shaker Underneath you're still a faker And now, We find, You've lost your mind They want you still, Perhaps they always will One last try - Give me something of significance A dream to cling to, Songs I can sing to Once more to the breach my friends Keep your head down low I'll see you at the other end And now, We find, You've lost your mind They want you still, Perhaps they always will You may well be, The King of all you see But all you see, You fill with misery And now, We find, You've lost This is one of the first songs I wrote for Honeycrack, a bit of the song had been lying around from years ago. The verse about "one jump from the pan to the fire" seemed rather apt, here I was leaving the Wildhearts and since I was wandering aimlessly into another situation without having put any thought into it and yet somebody somewhere wanted to hear what I was doing. I am the King of Misery as the band will confirm.

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