The kin(g) g(oes)

My day is barking
full of eating eats
My night is a meow
full of drunks sure to drown
Click (Click)
The king goes
Click (Click)
The king goes!
My ears are worried weary
messengers sure of every sound
the king makes
But my heart interrupts
to say "I know this
I know these things"
No one knows what I tell
or what I sing
My day is barking
and my night, a meow