Lyrics:

Blinded by the magenta spotlight
Stands a disposable commodity
Dont a high price ticket make a star shine so bright
A taste of immortality
And the critics tey call you the new boy wonder
And you know just how to make a young girl cry
The more you feed them the more they hunger
As you watch the money multiply

How does it feel to be?
How does it feel to be?
King ... for a day

You got the whole damn world spinning round your middle finger
Hey! shoot a little skeet with the president
And your mother loves you more for every dollar you bring her
And yor latest wife is worth every cent

How does it feel to be?
How does it feel to be?
King ... for a day

Blinded by the magenta spotlight
Stands a manufactured fantasy
Dont a high price ticket make a star
Shine so bright
And the people love you endlessly

How does it feel to be?
How does it feel to be?
King ... for a day
How does it feel to be?
How does it feel to be ... king