What’s Up? – King In Music
Lyrics

What’s up?
What’s up?
Get out of my way

What’s up?
What’s up?
I’m sick of the games you play

What’s up?
What’s up?

What’s up?
What’s up?
Get out of my way

What’s up?
What’s up?
I’m sick of the games you play

What’s up?
What’s up?
You’re nothing but pathetic
And cliché

Hey you punk
What’s up with that?
You’re messing with a wildcat

Hey you punk
What’s up with that?
I’ll burn you like a cigarette

You’re messing with the wrong one
A modern-day King Kong
What the hell is up with you?
What’s up?
What’s up?

What’s up?
What’s up?
Get out of my way

What’s up?
What’s up?
I’m sick of the games you play

What’s up?
What’s up?
You’re nothing but pathetic
And cliché

Hey you punk
What’s up with that?
The game you play is Russian Roulette

Hey you punk
What’s up with that?
I regret we’ve ever met

You’re messing with the wrong one
A modern-day King Kong
What the hell is up with you?
What’s up?
What’s up?

What’s up?
What’s up?
Get out of my way

What’s up?
What’s up?
I’m sick of the games you play

What’s up?
What’s up?
You’re nothing but pathetic
And cliché

What's Up?

I Used To Love Her – King In Music
Lyrics

Hallelujah
Hip Hip Hooray
Hallelujah
We are passe

I may be rusted, weathered
The black sheep, deserted
Likewise, synchronic, supersonic
Respected leader of the family herd

It’s Inescapable
I’m more than capable
To recall the day
We first flirt
As well as the dates she gave birth
To both of our beautiful daughters
I used to love her

After just a couple of years
All of a sudden, the wind died down
And all along came the fears and tears
Lack of trust, rabbit ears
We weren’t what we were anymore
Lost in love, all forgone
Went our separate ways
No bye-bye. Why?
I used to love her

Why tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, tell me why?
I used to love her
Why tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, tell me why?
I used to love her

Hallelujah
Hip Hip Hooray
Hallelujah
We are passe

She preferred to keep it simple 
Like a one-way-ticket
Fast, easy
Less any kind of trouble
Restless, pointing her finger at me
Vestigial speakeasy, motherfucking mean, sleazy
Like a colony of hungry bees, she ducked on me
She blamed, shamed, and framed me
Why, oh why
Do I used to lover her?

She bet all her dough on my drug addiction
Used as a weapon to claim the kids
But the truth was, is, and will always be 
No more flying high for me
If you still want to state it, accuse me
Thou will not judge me
You got to prove it
But I bet you can’t
No longer lovers
Not even friends

No longer lovers
Not even friends
No longer lovers
Not even friends

Hallelujah
Hip Hip Hooray
Hallelujah
We are passe

I Used To Love Her

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