I looked up to you until you got the attitude
My friends looked up to me, I was a karate dude
I kick and I punch and I block and I strike, I do almost anything
But that makes me incompetent, you are the Karate King
Hurt me once more I like that
Push me down on to the mat
Gouge my eyes now I can't see
Karate King has come for me
And we all say "Hey man, today!, What the hell is wrong with you?
Would you do what I say, for what I say is always true
If you can get your black belt you just might be as good as me"
God save the King, God save the King
When I first joined the school I didn't know what I was getting into, I wanted to quit
But my concience said: "Stay in, stay in!" and now I've completely had it
With this macho attitude, why the hell do you think you're so good?
Maybe you should seek some help, comon, I think you should
Pick me up then throw me down
Take a fight onto the ground
You're having fun as I can see
But I must admit you're no Bruce Lee
Why must you be so dishonest?
Why must I act upon it?
Why does it get on my nerves?
And I still stay!
Punch me harder, that feels great
Kick my head, trigger my hate
My body's bruised, arm's in a sling
Go to Hell, Karate King
Hey man, today!, Oh, I am done with you
I won't do what you say, what you say reflects on you
And I'll never get a black belt, in my heart, I have earned the WORLD
God Save the King.
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