Rex Mundi

A greyhound racer is a thing to be
You risk your money with a bet on me
A hare in my face how can I see
I'm running so fast I feel like I'm the

King of the world, I'm Rex Mundi
I'm made to wear a muzzle but I can still speak
Talk talk but you still don't see
I'm running away 'cause you're cruel to me

I race down the lane at breakneck speed
I stop for a breather and a peach iced tea
But why should I keep running when the problem ain't me?
I'm standing my ground and I still feel like the

King of the world I'm Rex Mundi
I'm here to make a difference hun I can still speak
Talk talk 'til you hear my plea
I'm making them see you were cruel to me

Take all the winnings back to your seat
You're sitting up there looking down on me
This isn't the end I'm Rex Mundi
The king of the world more than you'll ever be