Rebel King

Hate city rivals, first pulse and then freakola
Dreaming of redemption; no end
To the living edit, the sound of amputation
Or the centrifugal pull of an endless bend
Until you shoot; shoot that rebel king down
There's a shimmering dog sayin' danger; what's at work here?
The in-growing twitch of faceless laughter
A cause without end to serve forever
The missionary madness of the sacrificial lamb
[Chorus]
Until you shoot; shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot; shoot that rebel king down
Until you shoot; shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot; shoot that rebel king down
On the hero's tomb is written
Not what he was but what he should've been
And nothing you can do will change the circumstances
Just a mild infuriation with statistics of sin
[Chorus]
A circular lie in a calibrated order
Weathering time with salt and water
Tears that you cry are your endeavor
To break into the madness of imaginary lines, until...
You shoot; shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot; shoot that rebel king down
Till you shoot; shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Till you shoot; shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot; shoot that rebel king down