One, two, three,
Fortune has me in hand Armies wait at my My gold in a foreign land deep beneath the sand
The angels my every tread My enemies are sick or But all the victories led Haven't you to my bed
You see, everybody me, baby the matter with you? Won'tcha me what did I do To offend
Now the purest race I've bred for To in my democracy And the human pedigree the first born boy baby
And my face on coin engraved The are all enslaved My own is forever waved By the grateful people I saved
You see, loves me, baby What's the matter with Won'tcha me what did I do To offend
Now, no land is beyond my When land is seized in the people's By men who rob and maim If war is hell, I'm not to
Why, you blame me I'm heaven's child I'm the second son of mild And I'm twice from Oscar Wilde But he didn't mind, why, he smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts I walk through And the dissolve and the sky turns blue I'm held in very great By everyone I but you
'Cause I've used my talents as I I've done some bad, I've done some I did a whole lot than they thought I would so C'mon and treat me you should
Because everybody me, baby What's the matter you? Tell me did I do To you?
Everybody loves me, What's the matter with Tell me did I do To offend
Yeah, loves me, baby the matter with you? Tell me did I do To offend