The Rat Who Would Be King - Matthew Good Band

Even a blind squirrel finds a nut once in a while

Once you’re in you’re pretty much fucked

When I was the rat

The rat who would be king

I imagined typhoid and us alone

Always us alone

And I’ve waited on the sidelines all this time, all this time

And I’ve a grenade

With our names scratched on the side

But that’s just love

And you know that love’s not enough

No, no, love’s not enough

Crawl from the sea

Wait for some thumbs

A greatness to breed

Build the mall of America

When I was rat

The rat who would be king

I imagined ashes and us alone

Always us alone

And I’ve waited on the sidelines all this time, all this time

And I’ve a grenade

With our names scratched on the side

But that’s just love

And you know that love’s not enough

No, no, love’s not enough

Love’s not enough, love’s not

Not enough