歌词
You're a sorcerer, you're a necromancer
You're a mind inside a clock-work.
You'll be famous, better than most of us,
"Échec au roi" 'cause you're The Grand Turk.
You will rover, you'll be drunk and sober
From your victories and losses.
You'll be burning, you'll be ash 'till morning,
You'll be mixed with mammoth fossils.
O-tto-man au-to-ma-ton, o-tto-man au-to-ma-ton...