The Real El Rey Lyrics

We made the scene
At the real El Rey
Or so they say
So many claimed to be king

I'm going back to Manchester, England
I'm gonna learn me to sing
But I'll beware out there on the English moor
Where so many claim to be king, I'm gonna be the king

I'm going down there to Globe-Miami
I'm going up on the heaps, the heaps of slag
'Cause a bottle of cold Bohemia
That's the best water I ever had

I'm going back to Manchester, England
I'm gonna learn me to sing
But I'll beware out there on the English moor
Where so many claim to be king, I'm gonna be the king

I'm going down there to Globe-Miami
I'm going up on the heaps of slag
'Cause a bottle of cold Bohemia
That's the best water I ever had

Frank Black - Fast Man Raider Man

Jun 2006

1. If Your Poison Get You
2. Johnny Barleycorn
3. Fast Man
4. You Can't Crucify Yourself
5. Dirty Old Town
6. Wanderlust
7. Seven Days
8. Raider Man
9. The End Of The Summer
10. Dog Sleep
11. When The Paint Grows Darker Still
12. I'm Not Dead (I'm In Pittsburgh)
13. Golden Shore
14. In The Time Of My Ruin
15. Down To You
16. Highway To Lowdown
17. Kiss My Ring
18. My Terrible Ways
19. Fitzgerald
20. Elijah
21. It's Just Not Your Moment
22. The Real El Rey
23. Where The Wind Is Going
24. Holland Town
25. Sad Old World
26. Don't Cry That Way
27. Fare Thee Well