I wrote this jam for Michael Jackson today.
Simone
Color Changing King
oh you my color changing king
i must admit i had my doubts
i wished for more, i wished for more
yeah we wall wished for more
but you gave us quite enough
and from my second story room
i read 300 miles south
they played you loud and danced around
your old stomping grounds
yeah what you gave was quite enough
and i know through out the time
a million empaths wished you'd rest
it's what we had to give with reason
while the rest committed treason
to the color changing king
in your open air prison you chose your food
moved your feet, made gestures crude
no i wouldn't call it captive, but you did
and now you're free
no i wouldn't call it captive, but you did
and now you're free
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