King of Cleveland

We were holy knights

Lit up pretty good on the big streets

You were the King of Cleveland

Playing blues in the back seats

From biker bars to limousines

You had a manager as pretty as she was mean

And I was in high school

Just checking out your scene

In the half-life

You had the flesh

she had the knife

Yeah, you had the flesh

She had the knife

She said

C-c-c-cause you are

A superstar

I will cut you

She said

C-c-c-cause you are

A superstar

I will cut you (and she cut you)

The King of Cleveland

Fell with a thud

A heart as big as the ocean

Just sank in the mud

Of suffering and alcohol

You smoked a joint every time she would call

Burning it down

Until you did fall

And just kept falling

In the dirty east

Everyone feeding until you found out

You’re the feast

And everyone’s bleeding the hallelujah son

The Holy Spirit undressing you in front of everyone

Hollow girls blooming over your shoulder

Until you are done

In the half night

Erasing your past

In the half-life

A crystal falling into glass

We were only half right

A house of love, a flashing light

With the crazier rain, comes the crazier night

The King of Cleveland

Waking up in the half-life

And maybe she had the flesh and you had the knife

Still she said

C-c-c-cause you are

A superstar

I will cut you

She said

C-c-c-cause you are

A superstar

I will cut you (and she cut you)

C-c-c-cause you are

A superstar

We were holy knights

Lit up pretty good on the big streets

You were the king of Cleveland

Playing blues in the back seats