The Snake King - Rick Springfield

I’m looking for your back door

And firing up a chain saw

I’m cominfor ya, baby

Gonna find my way back in

I’m coming in the out door

I got candy from the drug store

I’m gonna get ya, sugar

And together we’re going to sin

I wanna leave a snake skin

I wanna be a bad thing

I got a jelly roll with alcohol and vicodin

But if you’re tryin' to find salvation

I’m not your destination

But I sure am in the bed you’re sleeping in

I am the real thing

I am your dark sin

I am the Snake King

I am the whip sting

I am the war sling

I am the Snake King

Snake King

Still looking for a meaning

Well, baby I’m leaning

By the fact that this is great big rollin' thin

Rollin' down the highway

It ain’t comin' my way

And I’ll disappear

Just like I’ve never been

Hey Little sister

I know I heard you whisper

I wanna bury full a jelly roll of epinephrine

I’ll be your godless sin

Give you boots of fine snake skin

And the kind of thing that money just can’t buy

I am the real thing

I am your dark sin

I am the Snake King

Snake King

I am the whip sting

I am the war sling

I am the Snake King

Snake King

Well look at what the cat dragged in

You’re feelin' more alive

Than you’ve ever been

I’ve got your jelly roll with alcohol and vicodin

You’ll say a sweet amen

As I burn you down again

You want it all

But you just can’t figure out why

I am the Snake King

I am the Snake King

I am the Snake King

I am the real thing

I am the dark sin

I am the Snake King

Snake King

I am the whip sting

I am the war sling

I am the Snake King

Snake King

I am the real thing

I am the dark sin

I am the Snake King

I am the Snake King