Besedila:
Caesar

of the Flies all over again Now who holds the shell will be Caesar You can even have it written on your t-shirt Now who holds the shell will be Caesar

Go ye therefore and teach all nations, go, go, go Go ye therefore and teach all nations, go, go, go Baptizing them in the Name of the Father The Son and

You said I'd never make it, you said I'd wouldn't last You said I'd be returning to my actions of the past With the crowd I used to run with, saying the

You may be an ambassador to England or France You might like to gamble, you might like to dance You may be the heavyweight champion of the world You might

lives! 2000 years have passed And still we're yearning for his return We fulfill a wishful prophecy And so the chanting begins: Hail Caesar... Hail Caesar

I am what I am in the back of beyond A man with a fork in a world of soup Maybe all this time, I begged for a spoon But now I know what I have to do

Some people got no style I guess you've fooled them for a while But now you're running out of luck, my friend You need to know what you're doing And

Some people got no style I guess you've fooled them for a while But now you're running out of luck, my friend You need to know what you're doing And

I sit all dully in a beautiful yellow haze Setting my mind on a perpetual holiday TV set shows me everything that I need Guess I'm not gonna get out of