The King of my undoing shows no sign of slowing
He's canvassing the fence line, his power base is growing
He's been promising pay-outs, oh him & his door-stepping crows
But he'll strip all the wax from your wings & the skin off your nose
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing
Been so fond of knowing, much less of understanding
How did I find my way up here, no stairs on the landing?
We were taken by speeches of better days while livin' in rows
A long line of Sherlocks in sleeping bags looking for Homes
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing
It's just an ordinary day
It's just an ordinary day
The King of my undoing assures me that I'm growing
Tells me that I'm on my way, but it's been 9 month's & nothin's showin'
Oh he says that he wants me for one of his door-stepping crows
Out selling the rule book on just how far self-pity goes
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
Barton Hartshorn - The King Of My Undoing Lyrics
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The King of my undoing shows no sign of slowing
He's canvassing the fence line, his power base is growing
He's been promising pay-outs, oh him & his door-stepping crows
But he'll strip all the wax from your wings & the skin off your nose
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing
Been so fond of knowing, much less of understanding
How did I find my way up here, no stairs on the landing?
We were taken by speeches of better days while livin' in rows
A long line of Sherlocks in sleeping bags looking for Homes
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing
It's just an ordinary day
It's just an ordinary day
The King of my undoing assures me that I'm growing
Tells me that I'm on my way, but it's been 9 month's & nothin's showin'
Oh he says that he wants me for one of his door-stepping crows
Out selling the rule book on just how far self-pity goes
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
He's canvassing the fence line, his power base is growing
He's been promising pay-outs, oh him & his door-stepping crows
But he'll strip all the wax from your wings & the skin off your nose
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing
Been so fond of knowing, much less of understanding
How did I find my way up here, no stairs on the landing?
We were taken by speeches of better days while livin' in rows
A long line of Sherlocks in sleeping bags looking for Homes
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing
It's just an ordinary day
It's just an ordinary day
The King of my undoing assures me that I'm growing
Tells me that I'm on my way, but it's been 9 month's & nothin's showin'
Oh he says that he wants me for one of his door-stepping crows
Out selling the rule book on just how far self-pity goes
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
The King of my undoing, the King of my undoing
Writer: Barton Hartshorn
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