King Of The Road [The Falling Wallendas featuring Todd Sucherman]
King Of The Road Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by Scott Bennett Try to catch some winks on a cardboard bed Thrown out of the boxcar by a bull named Fred 'Welcome to Chicago' as he kicked me in the head That is what he said Mixing up some ketchup and water in a glass The short order cook slung me all his floor scraps Radio announcer comes in with a news flash Roger Miller's dead Long live the king, he said I wish I were in bed I’ve got a pack of cigarettes But there ain't no room to let I promise not to make a peep If you'd only let me sleep Here Met a chick at Iggy’s whose shirt said little breast She confided that it was her family crest Said she wanted it to be a praying mantis I crossed my legs and hoped for the best Do you want some head Let me sleep in instead I’ve got a pack of cigarettes But there ain't no room to let I promise not to make a peep If you'd only let me sleep With you But no I’m the king of the road