Well, you've killed
King
Wenceslas,
What a shambles of a day!
And you've flattened
nearly all his family,
In your haste to run away from the fight.
But you wear the crown of
Poland,
You wear the big sombrero,
And now it is the time, time,
time to play the part of
Nero!
What?
You want to ruin me for these pig
-blooded buffoons that I rule?
Don't you see the people are waiting
for the gift of the joyous secession?
If you don't hand over some meat and gold,
you'll be thrown out on your big ass in a
few hours.
Meat yes, gold no, kill a few old donkeys,
it's good enough for asses.
If you're stupid with your hand up,
they'll know nothing about the taxes.
Is that true?
Of course it is!
Then I agree to everything.
Mayor and
Pear
Ubu and
Captain
Odira go out onto a balcony overlooking
the courtyard of
the palace, which is full of people.
It's all pariboo
I agree to everything
Love is pariboo
I agree to everything
It's all pariboo
I'll agree to anything
Love is pariboo
Pariboo throws coins, tokens, forms, pamphlets, lottery tickets,
and small pieces of official making paper into the crowd
Can't wait to meet you!
Promise that you'll pay the taxes?
Yes, we will.
Promise that you'll pay the taxes?
Yes, we will.
Look,
Merubu, how they scramble
all over each other,
grabbing up everything in sight.
Oh, it's horrible.
There's one with his scalp
split open.
What a wonderful sight.
Bring them all.
Let's get them to race each other.
What a splendid idea.
Glory, glory, glory is all to us all
I agree to everything
Glory, glory, is all to us all
I agree to everything
Glory, glory, is all to us all
I agree to everything
Glory, is all to us all
I agree to everything
Glory, is all to us all
you