The Madness Of King Scar sing and play along

I am that rare and awesome thing.

I'm ev'ry inch a king.

Yet, I feel a twinge of doubt as I go walk about.

When my name is whispered through the pride,

is this talk of love or regicide?

Tell me I'm adored.

Please, tell me I'm adored.

Yeah, you're our savior.

Thanks a bunch!

But what about some lunch?

It doesn't matter if it's fresh.

I need a fix of flesh.

My bones have moved to where they've never been.

They are on the outside looking in.

You are so adored.

You are so adored.

You are so adored.

But what I'd give for one more hit

of wildebeest kielbasa.

Or maybe hornbill on a spit.

Mufasa?! Mufasa?!

I am perfectly fine!

I'm better than

Mufasa was.

I'm revered.

I am reviled.

I'm idolized.

I am despised.

I'm keeping calm.

I'm going wild!

I tell myself I'm fine.

I tell myself I'm fine.

She's got those assets feminine

I have to make her mine.

Nobility in ev'ry gene.

She has to be my queen.

Come, sweet Nala, it's written in the stars.

We'll create a host of little Scars.

Tell me I'm adored.

Tell me I'm adored.

You belong to me.

You all belong to me.