Smoke and mirrors
It's a house of cards
Everybody has windows
And big cigars

The law of the jungle
Is very new to some
The animals are vicious and arrogant
And they eat their young

I used to work my job from 9 to 5
I just survived

I was the king of the world
I had every thing thrown at me,
That the judge and jury could hurl
I was the man of the hour
I would claw and scratch my way up,
To the very top of the tower

Helter skelter
It's a den of thieves
Sea of errors
That a greedy man weaves

A few really bad apples
Always spoil the lot
Rolling blackouts
On everyone's block

I go to work and try to make ends meet
My life is over

I was the king of the world
I had everything I needed,
I owned every type of girl
I was the man of the hour
I would claw and scratch my way,
Up to the very top of the tower

I was the king of the world
I had everything I needed,
I owned every type of girl
I was the man of the hour
I would claw and scratch my way,
Up to the very top of the tower

Copyright: Royalty Network, Spirit Music Group, Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): David Paich, Michael Porcaro, Robert Kimball, Simon Phillips, Steve Porcaro, Steven Lukather