"King Of The Mountain" lyrics
"King Of The Mountain"
Could you see the aisles of women?
Could you see them screaming and weeping?
Could you see the storm rising?
Could you see the guy who was driving?
Could you climb higher and higher?
Could you climb right over the top?
Why does a multi-millionaire
Fill up his home with priceless junk?
The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house
Elvis, are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?
In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain
Another Hollywood waitress
Is telling us she's having your baby
And there's a rumour that you're on ice
And you will rise again someday
And that there's a photograph
Where you're dancing on your grave
The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house
The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house
Elvis, are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?
In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain
Elvis, are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?
In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain now
The wind it blows
The wind it blows the door closed
The wind it blows
The wind it blows
The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house
The wind it blows
The wind it blows
Writer(s): Kate Bush
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