He'll be the first one Forming alliance Falling, unable Fortify our power We'll ride like horses on the horizon Menacing eyeballs Fortitude gallop
In someone's head in someone's bed
They'll keep arriving Apples and oranges Gobbling the last dregs Mouth full of foul age Brim forth eternal Day of doom coming
From the cathedral Office is crumbling Calling to arm us Armed with our sabers Nail in the coffin Televised newscast Of his great blunder All is forgiven Building our houses Closer together