Sunday, September 20, 2009

King of pain

By Sting

There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday;
there's a black cat caught in a high tree top
there's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop.

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
with the world turning circles running 'round my brain;
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
but it's my destiny to be the king of pain.

There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a blue whale beached by a spring tide's ebb
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web
(That`s my soul up there)

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
with the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
but it's my destiny to be the king of pain.

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out,
there's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt;
there's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed,
there's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread.

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack,
there's a black-winged gull with a broken back;
there's a little black spot on the sun today,
It's the same old thing as yesterday.

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the King of pain.

King of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain.

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