Busted flat and dusted boy your minds a terrible thing 
Said the man with a dirty hand who claimed that he was king 
Choking angels from inside trying to make them sing 
Cause your short of breath and close to death from sleeping on the wing 
Dirty king, dirty king now your strapped in for 
The ride its so hard to be a fighter when 
Your hands are always tied 
Mr. Innocent blood says he kills but just for love 
Too bad the good ones always have to take the blame 
Hey sharp tongue liar making pay in a bed of fire 
To bad your dreams are always made of losing games 
Dirty king, dirty king now your strapped in for 
The ride its so hard to be a fighter when 
Your hands are always tied 
But I want to 
I want to 
I want to but my hands were always tied up 
Yes in deed 
But I want to 
I want to 
I want to but my hands were always tied up 
Dirty king 
And I wish 
I had myself a dime for every time 
I cursed your 
Goddamn name...
Mister Clean 
Sweatin on the line doin 40 wasting time 
Ain't it funny how dat money rots your brain 
Put your sould on trial cause you lost it all to a tiny vial 
Look in the mirror whenyou tell me whose insane 
Dirty king, dirty king now your strapped in for 
The ride its so hard to be a fighter when 
Your hands are always tied 
But I want to 
I want to 
I want to but my hands were always tied up 
Yes in deed 
But I want to 
I want to 
I want to but my hands were always tied up 
Dirty king 
And I wish 
I had myself a dime for every time 
I cursed your 
Goddamn name...
Mister Clean