Kishore Kumar Hits

Kevin Coyne - Karate King - 2010 Digital Remastered şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Kevin Coyne

albüm: Marjory Razorblade


Yeah, they call him the Karate King
Chopping children down like trees
Bringing cows to their knees
Making their udders bleed
Now they call him the Karate King
Top of the shop in his robe
Nothing there can grow
When he's around
Going chop, chop
Going chop, chop
Going chop, chop
Down in the gymnasium
They call him the Karate King
Like a bird on a wing
Standing posing at the window
At the door in his vest
His white and muscled flexing at all the passing girls
Smashing his way through the window frames
Ripping apart his mother's pearls
They're dying on the dressing table
Chop, chop
Chop, chop
Chop, chop
Chop, chop
So if you see the Karate King
Help him, help him
Maybe you'll tie, tie his shoe laces
Come on, come on, comment on his pomaded hair
Tell him he would have been an excellent
Kamikaze pilot in the Second World War
'Cause that's what he wants to hear
That's what he wants to hear in the gymnasium
Chop, chop
Chop, chop
Chop, chop

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