13 Birds

13 birds on the rooftop, but then there’s more
Paregoric substance all over the floor
Crack another open and bleed some more
13 birds on the rooftop and they see all

And they’re the Kings of The World
Kings of The World
Kings of The World and it’s mine

13 birds on a rooftop, from down here they look so small
Now that I’ve sobered the ambition’s back in my core
Stop myself from bleeding and begin to climb the wall.13 birds on a rooftop and I’ll rule them all

And I’m the King of The World
King of The World
King of The World and it’s fine