The little red sports car spun out of control, breaking
through the guard rail and crashing onto the rocks below. A fireball not unlike
a nuclear explosion. But a moment later, the KING stepped
unhurt from the flames, one arm around a beautiful blonde and holding a big
bottle filled with pills of all kinds. And he winked and he waved and he shook
when he laughed and he said, “I’m alive, I’m alive.” And the KING
shall come when the KING comes.
♬ ♪ ♬ MERRY CHRISTMAS! ♪ ♫ ♬
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NOTES:
- Song: The King Cometh. Band: Spot 1019. Album: Spot 1019. Year: 1986. Available on iTunes. https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/spot-1019/id270129410
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