Royal Crown (King's Theme)

desert noir funk, Tucson Arizona sound, cinematic

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[Intro: a freight train horn in the distance, monsoon thunder, a lone kalimba, then chicken-scratch funk guitar and a mariachi trumpet stab]

[Verse 1: smooth tenor, full swagger, funk guitar and slap bass]
Olive Underpass was my throne
Impala shining like a crown of chrome
Took my initials and they crowned me themselves
R.C., Royal Crown, like the cola on the shelf

[Pre-Chorus: reverb desert guitar joins]
Told myself it was protection
told myself it was a business
The strong take what they can, baby
and the weak endure

[Chorus: mariachi trumpets blazing, falsetto backing answering]
Royal Crown
(Royal Crown!)
King of the underpass, king of the town
Royal Crown
(Royal Crown!)
Funny how a crown comes tumbling down

[Verse 2: groove tightens, a train rumbles overhead]
Then a girl in a red top walked out of the dark
smaller than any girl I ever ran
Looked right through me like she'd seen my kind before
and the King went down on his knees on the floor

[Pre-Chorus: a haunted slide guitar slips in underneath]
One taste and the lies came apart at the seams
every name I ever sold came walking through my dreams
The strong take what they can, baby
and now I know what I took

[Chorus: mariachi trumpets blazing, falsetto backing answering]
Royal Crown
(Royal Crown!)
King of the underpass, king of the town
Royal Crown
(Royal Crown!)
Funny how a crown comes tumbling down

[Bridge: the groove drops away, only vibraphone, kalimba and a lone mournful mariachi trumpet, monsoon rain starting, tenor quiet and honest]
Now I sleep on the couch in the house on Waverly
I talk to the girls from the doorway
and I stop the second they need me to
I'd tell you I'm sorry, Lord, and maybe it's true
but is it me that's sorry
or the blood that's in me?
I can't tell
and I can't stop asking

[Final Chorus: trumpets return slower, warmer, falsetto soaring over the rain]
Royal Crown
(Royal Crown!)
Used to be the king, now I'm guarding the ground
Royal Crown
(Royal Crown!)
Standing at the door so nobody comes around

[Outro: funk guitar keeps vamping, the trumpets fade, a freight train passes into the distance, a lone kalimba]
(Royal Crown)
Is it me
or the blood?
(Royal Crown)

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[Intro: a freight train horn in the distance, monsoon thunder, a lone kalimba, then chicken-scratch funk guitar and a mariachi trumpet stab] [Verse 1: smooth tenor, full swagger, funk guitar and slap bass] Olive Underpass was my throne Impala shining like a crown of chrome Took my initials and they crowned me themselves R.C., Royal Crown, like the cola on the shelf [Pre-Chorus: reverb desert guitar joins] Told myself it was protection told myself it was a business The strong take what they can, baby and the weak endure [Chorus: mariachi trumpets blazing, falsetto backing answering] Royal Crown (Royal Crown!) King of the underpass, king of the town Royal Crown (Royal Crown!) Funny how a crown comes tumbling down [Verse 2: groove tightens, a train rumbles overhead] Then a girl in a red top walked out of the dark smaller than any girl I ever ran Looked right through me like she'd seen my kind before and the King went down on his knees on the floor [Pre-Chorus: a haunted slide guitar slips in underneath] One taste and the lies came apart at the seams every name I ever sold came walking through my dreams The strong take what they can, baby and now I know what I took [Chorus: mariachi trumpets blazing, falsetto backing answering] Royal Crown (Royal Crown!) King of the underpass, king of the town Royal Crown (Royal Crown!) Funny how a crown comes tumbling down [Bridge: the groove drops away, only vibraphone, kalimba and a lone mournful mariachi trumpet, monsoon rain starting, tenor quiet and honest] Now I sleep on the couch in the house on Waverly I talk to the girls from the doorway and I stop the second they need me to I'd tell you I'm sorry, Lord, and maybe it's true but is it me that's sorry or the blood that's in me? I can't tell and I can't stop asking [Final Chorus: trumpets return slower, warmer, falsetto soaring over the rain] Royal Crown (Royal Crown!) Used to be the king, now I'm guarding the ground Royal Crown (Royal Crown!) Standing at the door so nobody comes around [Outro: funk guitar keeps vamping, the trumpets fade, a freight train passes into the distance, a lone kalimba] (Royal Crown) Is it me or the blood? (Royal Crown)

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