Lyrics To That Kings Of Leon Song
What do grocery shopping and song writing have in common? Don’t do either while hungry. Here’s an exclusive first draft of their hit song. Only at Small & Big, baby.
“Junk On Fire,” by Kings of Leon
One chef too many
Crowds up the place
You see I’m cooking
I’m cooking
All this smokin’ and
Pork chops all on sale
’Cuz of a coupon
Coupon
You
Your junk is on fire
Sunday at the table
The family they pray
Real fast like they’re starving
They’re starving
Backing up so slow
Tushie to stove
Smells like you’re cooking
You’re cooking
You
Your junk is on fire
Confumed
Even your attire
Butt red as a clown’s
Squeaking nose
Hot from the circus
Circus
Six o’clock dinner bell
Six o’clock we eat
Oh smells of rare rump roast
Rare rump roast
Rare rump roast
You
Your junk is on fire
You
Your junk is on fire
Confumed
Even your attire
And you
Your junk is on fire
Confumed
Even your attire
Comments
The caricature drawing was fun to do. Once I got over my fear of it not looking like the Kings of Leon. I finally told myself, “Just have fun drawing. Nobody has to see it.” That freed me up.
“Butt red as a clown’s
Squeaking nose
Hot from the circus
Circus”