Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Weezer. King.

One night at the disco I wanted to dance slow
I saw a sweet baby, such a fine lady
I walked up to ask her, but some dude just grabbed her
I told him to back off, cut me some slack off
I see you come here, drinkin' that cheap beer
Act like you own it, I can't condone it
You show me now respect, you got to get off it
You got to get with it. Time for a swift kick
You see, I own this town. You best not come around.
If you wanna get by, then cool it down.
If you wanna start something, know one thing: I'm king.
If you wanna mess around like that, that's just how it is.
If you wanna get by, then mind your biz.
If you wanna start something, know one thing: I'm king.

You wanted attention and did I mention:
Nobody likes you, except for the losers
You made a whole army, an army of babies
Some of them stupid, some of them crazy
Pick up your action, act like a grown man
Look at the winners, you can be like them
Life is so easy, pleasant, and dreamy
If you get off me, if you get with me
You see I own this town. You best not come around.
If you wanna get by, then cool it down.
If you wanna start something, know one thing: I'm king.
If you wanna mess around like that, that's just how it is.
If you wanna get by, then mind your biz.
If you wanna start something, know one thing: I'm king.

You can't break me
Never take me
That's just how it is
You can't break me
Never shake me
Clear out of my biz