Hey all you, you, you...
I need an empire to make Rome
You make me wish for a more dangerous life
So I control your doubts about sacrifice
Say yes, yes, yes, yes, yes...
And I'll amount to a natural death
I'd rather give my life to God
Than after lying around the bank again
Oh you, you, you, you, you...
If you only knew the lengths I'd go to
Pack away all your ball point pens
And take a plane back to the family