The Wide King

The Wide King

tropical house, male voice

02:55

Songtekst

The Wide King

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
In a town where the streets turn and twist,
Lived a man named Mark, not hard to miss.
A jolly soul with a jaw misaligned,
They called him "Fat Mark", so unkind.

[build]

[Pre-Chorus]
His plate laid out, nose sniffing the air,
Smacking his chops as he prepares.
He can't wait any more, all beware,
As he goes at it, none can compare.

[Chorus]
Fat Mark, big in size with a spirit so bright,
He's got a laugh that echoes through the night.
Fat Mark, don't let the names bring you down,
You're a king standing wide (wide), wear your crown.

[instrumental]
[melodic drop]

[Verse 2]
He'd walk through town with a confident stride,
His belly jiggling from side to side.
But his eyes held warmth, gluttony in his eyes,
Greeting you with a smile, gaze locked on the prize.

[Bridge]

[Verse 3]
An imposing figure, with cheeks rosy and round,
His voice stumbled, a hesitant sound.
With every word and phrase he stuttered,
His tongue danced and body shuttered.

[Chorus]
Fat Mark, big in size with a spirit so bright,
He's got a laugh that echoes through the night.
Fat Mark, don't let the names bring you down,
You're a king standing wide (wide), wear your crown.

[Outro]
You're a king standing wide (wide),
wear your crown!

[End]

[End]