Old Regime

I heard them whispering I saw their eyes, their chests Their secret smiles Dance a wild new tango Overrun the great placenta And who received the first "bang, bang"? It was the whole Goddamned gang What could the price of freedom be? Chorus The old regime Is falling The ball and chain is gone You see No winning team Is calling for volunteers Don't hesitate The old regime is falling Who got the bottles? Who got the ladies' fashions and the tray? Did you get the radio? Did you get the princess' collar? Well don't you know I got the cheat So what you got you'd better keep But that brunette she comes with me Repeat chorus Gotta get a move on What's in your head? It's just my things left in the sand Now I'll drive with four wheel drive There in the breadbox Cheese in the mouths of babes is fine with me Yes I"m on your side Deal me in and do your preaching Well won't you carve the turkey now I know I've earned my share somehow By morning who knows where I'll be Repeat chorus