Lyrics

[Verse 1] It's 35 CE and I've got a villa on the isle of Capri Far from where prying eyes can see I've got a passport to depravity I Rubbed a lobster in a fisherman's eyes 'cause he took me by surprise Now that fisherman is blind While I gaze up at a bright blue skies [Chorus] I've got a passport to depravity A license for my lechery My collection of pornography Extends as far as the eye can see I've got a passport to depravity A permit for my perversity They say the old goat is licking the does And I've trained the tiddlers to nibble my toes But if these thing help to sooth my woes Then I won't be coming home I won't return to Rome [Verse 2] I loved a woman named Vipsania I never wanted to part from her In my dreams we're on the steps And she gives me a second chance I saw a handsome Acolyte I saw him at the sacrifice And so I rushed him from the room And I debauched a flute player too [Chorus] I've got a passport to depravity A license for my lechery My obsession with obscenity Well it will go down in history I've got a passport to depravity A permit for my perversity They say the old goat's garden is filled with nymphs and pans But they never really understood my plans And I won't be coming home Well I won't return to Rome [Verse 3] Mallonia, she said no That's when I knew she had to go Mallonia refused my advances Some people just have to take their chances [Chorus] I've got a passport to depravity A license for my lechery My collection of pornography Extends as far as the eye can see I've got a passport to depravity A license for my lechery My penchant for perversity It will go down in history