Poster Children - King Of The Hill lyrics

Sidewind the car through the mountains Taking photos of the sky The radio is low and it's so difficult To focus through the static and the snow Scouting out locations looking for a destination Where I can't be reached by telephone King of the hill, test of the will Stray from the path, no turning back Over a mile we climb Building heaven on a field of stone Under the weather by the end of September We are waiting for the golden hour King of the hill, goes for the k** Calling all the shots, coming out on top Hail to the chief, playing for keeps Step on the weak, long live the king Inside the dream factory Hiding out behind the scenes After the war leave a year on the floor Cutting through 200 hours or more Slowly we go 40 meg in the hole And this time I'm in complete control King of the hill, runs up the bill He's shooting blanks, breaking the bank Losing the crown, on the way down Losing the faith, at heaven's gate Static and snow, complete control Transfer of power, in the golden hour Make the final cut, letting out the blood Take careful aim and bring down the king