I Used To Be A King Video (MV)

On Beat Street, there's a liquor store
And they're cleaning out cash
At the laundromat next door
Next week, when the crowd goes home
You're alone on the dance floor
Rocking back and forth
On Beat Street, all the same guys play
All the same damn songs in the same damn way
Next week, I won't remember their names
But it doesn't really matter
No, it doesn't really matter at all
I used to be a king
Now I don't mean anything
I used to be a king
On Beat Street, I lost one of my shoes
And I paid all my dues with a maxed-out credit card
She's Grace, but I've fallen for her
And she's tricked me before
Now I'm a ghost in my own town
So, great, do you know who I am?
Can you understand how you spannered my plans
I'm Wild, I'm the king of the castle
Just a bit of an 'assle
Now I don't really matter at all
I used to be a king
Now I don't mean anything
I used to be a king
Used to be a king
Used to be a king
On Beat Street, there's a liquor store
But I'm cruelly declined when I get in the line now
A faux pas, no, you don't have to ask
Cause the details are fuzzy and it's all in the past
But you pushed me too far, then they pulled us apart
The events in between, I don't recall anything at all
You're bruised, well, my ego is too
You can't blame it on me
Don't blame it on me
Can't blame it on me
You can't blame me
I used to be a king
Now I don't mean anything
I used to be a king
Now I don't mean anything
I used to be a king