Daniel Narducci (opera baritone) - Stockholm Fancy lyrics

In Stockholm, nice to see ya, would you believe what they've done with the rosary? Here in Stockholm, nice to meet ya, when I wake up don't you tell me I'm home Cast my doubts to the Euphrates though I know it's nowhere near the Swedes Wash away all my briefcases with another gla** of meade In Stockholm, f**ing riot-shouldv'e known I'd wake up in the trees In Stockholm, Medici Lions stare at you stoned for free Cast my routes to lovers in Hades though I know what they need don't come cheap Wash away all my briefcases with another handle of meade In Stockholm, Stockholm, Venice of the North Did you find Shirin to cut your hair or did Jens just make her up? Did you stroll through Tessin Palace without a care? Go find your love across the pond and I won't cry, no I won't die when I awake in my own bed I was a sinner on the blocks of angels kickin' on the corner for love I was a poet for the Queen of Spain, though she used my words she forgot my name Crafted charangos in the plains of old, 'nother table full for every one I sold You crumble and say another day will come wash away words no one has sung Go be a singer in the streets of crooks with the jangles on getting dirty looks A coronet or a bra** marimba, gotta get the Princess a prize A river runs with the seamstress verbose, yeah you know that she talks with her eyes You fumble and say those who've lost their way don't hold what we hold at heart In the trees leaves please don't shake me All the sleep and the meade in the world couldn't wake me up-Wake me up Go find your love across the pond and I won't cry, no I won't die when I awake in my own bed