They always wanna call him king
but I have my doubts
the stories are all there
we’re gonna pal around with Nixon
and ban the Beatles from America
Our egos can’t deal with being bested
We can collaborate with the devil
and censor out competitors
The photo-op just too good
We’re proud of our deception
and the twisted goals
of shutting down new artists
I hear them calling him king
and I have to scoff
It’s a con that I’ll never buy
You can’t go down on Milhouse
and still be the King
at least not in my book anyway