All of the gla** and porcelain doll All the antiques in the old shops You can look but don't touch They'll be yours if the drop All of the young tourists In the sunshine and sungla**es A scarf of red hanging on Down the cobblestones through the old part of town The running of the bull Everything here is free The celebration, the protesting It's all entertainment to me Wave the daily news at the bulls and the nudes The running of the bull The pa**ing of the generations May we all be blessed, may we all do our best