Philharmonics - Live in Copenhagen

Lyrics

Guess who died, last night In grey stockings, in all might It was no loss The only God of mine He fell down, just to drown In a sea of delight To tame champagne And creatures of the night As the water took him over Filled his lungs inside out I sold his gold For flowers and rice Speaking fire, he would hire Pawns and peasants just like me To feed upon the conquered ones But now we are free