King's Highway
words, lyrics, and music by David Kleiner

I've got my windows rolled down low
I can hear the Brooklyn wind blow
Passing buildings that all look the same
Trying to get into the service lane
My life is like these one way streets
You've got to ride around in circles
Just to get where you want to be
But that's okay
I'm riding on the King's Highway

I've never been on this block before
Maybe I should lock my doors
My bible is my Hagstrom's map
I'm driving with it on my lap
And here inside my mobile shrine
I know where I'm headed
But I don't know what I'm gonna see
Along the way
I'm riding on the King's Highway
Riding on the Kings,
R iding on the Kings
Riding on the Kings Highway

I don't know why I took this job
Working for this guy named Bob
But I know if I work real hard
I'll pay off these credit cards
And then I'll make my demo tape
That'll help me make my way into eternity
And on that day

I'll be riding on the King's Highway
Riding on the Kings,
R iding on the Kings
Riding on the Kings Highway

Copyright 2000 David Kleiner