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