Daddy, daddy, what is it you do,
Your green bleak skin, blotched and chewed?
I serve our kin, our Kings, to name a few,
who, with Their big, black arms, have ruled and rule the rules.
I kiss Their boots, lick Their hooves and pledge to do
anything a fanatic, a fool, a tool would do;
Ah-woo, Ah-woo.
Daddy, daddy, what is it you do,
......
Daddy, daddy, what is it you do,
Your green bleak skin, blotched and chewed?
I serve our kin, our Kings, to name a few,
who, with Their big, black arms, have ruled and rule the rules.
I kiss Their boots, lick Their hooves and pledge to do
anything a fanatic, a fool, a tool would do;
Ah-woo, Ah-woo.
Daddy, daddy, what is it you do,
......