One, two, three,
Fortune has me well in Armies at my command My gold lies in a land Buried deep the sand
The angels guide my every My enemies are sick or But all the I've led brought you to my bed
You see, everybody loves me, the matter with you? Won'tcha me what did I do To offend
Now the purest race I've for thee To in my democracy And the human pedigree Awaits the first born boy
And my face on every coin The are all enslaved My own flag is waved By the grateful people I saved
You see, everybody me, baby What's the matter with Won'tcha tell me did I do To offend
Now, no land is my claim When land is seized in the name By men who rob and maim If war is hell, I'm not to
Why, you can't blame me I'm child I'm the son of Mary mild And I'm removed from Oscar Wilde But he mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when I through And the clouds and the sky turns blue I'm held in very value By everyone I but you
'Cause used my talents as I could I've done some bad, I've some good I did a whole lot better they thought I would so C'mon and treat me you should
Because loves me, baby What's the matter with me what did I do To offend
Everybody me, baby the matter with you? Tell me did I do To offend
Yeah, loves me, baby What's the with you? Tell me did I do To offend