Vārdi: Mighty Mighty Bosstones. Rascal King.

Well he was fueled by a lack
Drew inspiration from a need
So many problems to crack
And mouths to feed

Crooked it was the path
And brazen was the walk
A cocky swagger, up the ladder
And could he ever talk

The last hurrah
Aah! I'd do it again
The Rascal King behind the bars
Or the one in front of them

The last hurrah
Aah! I'd do it again
The Rascal King behind the bars
Or the one in front of them

The love of God
And constant contradictions
With just a smile, wink or nod
What's stranger, fact or fiction?

And never ceasing to amaze
On a regular basis
First hand into his pocket
Or first fist into the faces

And it's the last hurrah
Aah! I'd do it again
The Rascal King behind the bars
Or the one in front of them

The last hurrah
Aah! I'd do it again
The Rascal King behind the bars
Or the one in front of them

A legendary character
When? Only then, where? Only there
A hero or a hooligan?
Well, that part's never clear
Pride or shame, it's all the same
Who's innocent and who's to blame?
Politics or just a game?
Well in the end they knew his name

The last hurrah
Aah! I'd do it again
And it the Rascal King behind the bars
Or the one in front of them

Well it's the last hurrah
Aah! I'd do it again
And it's the Rascal King behind the bars
Or the one in front of them