Tekster: Kings of Leon. Genuis.

Everybody wants to be a showman
Yeah, they all got another one
Everybody thinks they got a genius
Everybody got me on the run

Sometimes I think they come here
Just so you can say that you can
And I can't get alone in my bathroom
I need to give myself a hand

Y'all cuh-cuh-cuh-creepin'
Creepin' underneath my skin
Fuck you and your flashbulbs
Snappin' my picture again

You just stole my whiskey
You stole all my smoke
And you're crowded all around me
Like I got nowhere to go

Eyes are gonna roll back
I'm here to kill, time for you to go
I'ma gon' spill, it ain't yo fast train
I'll be the king runnin' near the wheel
I ain't lookin' to make no deals here, no

You keep stickin' to me like a prickly porcupine
You're gettin' your information from the grocery checkout line
Are you through confessin' of your little girl obsession
'Cause I was only messin' and I had a little time

Eyes are gonna roll back
I'm here to kill, time for you to go
I'ma gon' spill, it ain't yo fast train
I'll be the king runnin' near the wheel
I ain't lookin' to make no deals here, no

Eyes are gonna roll back
I'm here to kill, time for you to go
I'ma gon' spill, it ain't yo fast train
I'll be the king runnin' near the wheel
I ain't lookin' to make no deals here, no, no, no, no, no, no

Eyes are gonna roll back
I'm here to kill, time for you to go
I'ma gon' spill, it ain't yo fast train
I'll be the king runnin' near the wheel
I ain't lookin' to make no deals here, no