All the early Roman kings
In their sharkskin suits
Bow ties and buttons
High top boots
Drivin’ the spikes in
Blazin’ the rails
Nailed in their coffins
In top hats and tailsFly away, little bird
Fly away, flap your wings
Fly by night
Like the early Roman kingsAll the early Roman kings
In the early, early morn’
Coming down the mountain
Distributing the corn
Speeding through the forest
Racing down the track
You try to get away
They drag you back
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