Bow to the King 2 - Bang

Bow to the King,

He’s marching down the aisle

His subjects start to scream,

They’ve waited quite a while

The King is dressed in red,

His fist are hard as lead

He’s waited months to meet,

The man he’s going to beat

Bow to the King!

He slowly steps inside,

Across the canvas hide

He hears the bell to fight,

He’s blinded by the light

Bow to the King!

The King begins to move,

His movements are so smooth

The man moves to his right,

His eye’s are filled with fright

The King connects a right!

The man is turning white!

A jab has crushed his jaw,

The man begins to fall

In fifteen seconds flat,

He’s put him on the mat

The man is counted out,

The King has won the bout

As the bell begins to ring,

The crowd salutes their king

With fist up high, they jab the sky,

He’s won again they sing!

Bow to the King!

He’s won again!

Bow to the King!

He’s won again!