I’ve done something wrong But my desire for fame and fortune was just too strong I’ve been a good ol’ Joseph Fritzel all along I just wanted to make a Billboard Top Ten song One hit song
But in my keyboard I didn’t find That perfect take-off sound That a tropical hit demands I tried every flute I found But I couldn’t play that sound That could put you in a trance Make everybody dance
But then I went to Karl Johan And I heard that awesome band Play the flute called pan It was a pan flute band And I am merely just a man So I rented me a van And led them on With ’two for one‘ Had to be done Had to be done
But now I’m sad ’Cause my conscience tells me what I’ve done is bad It was the pan flute’s magic sound that made me mad I destroyed something amazing for a fad A stupid fad And then I came to realise Stealing Indians isn’t nice So I tried to make amends With fountain fun like in ’Friends’ Give them bracelets, fix their hair Give then flat caps they could wear But nothing cleared the air
I went back to Karl Johan And there was no awesome band There was no band land And a stupid stand And it was hard for me to see All the pain and apathy From the lack of pan The awesome pan flute band All because of me So I set them free!