the gods can hear me sing from inside the basement it s good to be king king of the pavement our friendship is pure like lights inside us pouring i knew you before but never in the morning it s good to be king king of the pavement but you can t kiss my ring down in the basement our spirits will soar my soul needs a cleansing i want to explore being forgiven we lay down at night in darkness together the moon and you fight to capture forever the gods can hear me sing from inside the basement it s good to be king king of the pavement