Monday 6 December 2010

Sing a Song

Sting - Englishman In New York

I don’t drink coffee I take tea my dear


I like my toast done on the side

And you can hear it in my accent when I talk

I’m an Englishman in New York



A walking cane here at my side

I take it everywhere I walk

I’m an Englishman in New York


I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien

I’m an Englishman in New York

I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien

I’m an Englishman in New York


If “manners maketh man” as someone said

Then he’s the hero of the day

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile

Be yourself no matter what they say


I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien

I’m an Englishman in New York

I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien

I’m an Englishman in New York


Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety

You could end up as the only one

Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society

At night a candle’s brighter than the sun


Takes more than combat gear to make a man

Takes more than license for a gun

Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can

A gentleman will walk but never run


If “manners maketh man” as someone said

Then he’s the hero of the day

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile

Be yourself no matter what they say


I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien

I’m an Englishman in New York

I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien

I’m an Englishman in New York

 

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