Daniel Cochran - Aristide's Entry Into Paris lyrics

[Verse 1] Though I came in like a conqueror of old Here to spin sh** into gold Down the sundried boulevards Past the young flaneurs Roll it over, roll it up and pick the bones [Chorus] And our eyes look over the city Our hands will grasp it all We'll carve slices from the belly of Paris And there's plenty to go round There's plenty to go round [Verse 2] Jealous eyes look down from crowded tenements A fever hangs in the warm air There is sweetness, there is light There is innocence to spoil Plunge our arms into its gutters Up to the elbows [Chorus] And our eyes look over the city Our hands will grasp it all We'll carve slices from the belly of Paris And there's plenty to go round There's plenty to go round [Bridge] So we feign a pose of nonchalance But our fever grows with every stride How are the green? How are they blind To every sous that's there to take? Roll it over, roll it up and pick the bones [Chorus] And our eyes look over the city Our hands will grasp it all We'll carve slices from the belly of Paris And there's plenty to go round There's plenty to go round [Outro] Though I came in like a conqueror of old