Rome

We're in a great deal of trouble For just a wee bit of fun Upon kissing the princess She turned into a stun gun The young ones wait in the fields Hoping that their Detroit will heal It's amazing how sentimental they get When they realize We're taking it away God knows who builds Rome today Seating Caesar in the mezzanine His cloak is soaked in methylene blue- Light special in the red-light district There's a blue-light special in the red-light district! I went from postmodern protégé To postmodern passé Wretched from the get-go Passion's so retro Big spenders stand down The fashion of forgo has taken the town We're in a great deal of trouble For just a wee bit of fun Upon taking to the skies We burnt up in the sun The standards at the office have been changed; A sneaky pact has been arranged If you prefer insurance to the plague Then take it out, put it away Born in a bang in a house up in flames The dead snake system remains Born in a bang in a house up in flames Take it out. Take it away