Ya drink too much coffee, I drink too much stout

[judge]

After a while and my mouth ain't so dry
I'll dance up a storm, sure life's looking fine
But as darkness falls, I return to my bed
Don't ask me more questions, don't fuck with my head

The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still
Oh mother of Jesus, I feel pretty ill
I want to go home where my feet both feel safe
But there ain't no jobs in the ol' free state

So I must remain in my new adopted land
I'm doing the best, hell I'm doin' all I can
So next time you see me, don't ask for my name
For I am the King and sure long may I reign