Old Regime

I heard them whispering

I saw their eyes, their jests

Their secret smiles

Dance a wild new tango

Overrun the great placenta

And who received the first bang-bang?

It was the whole Goddamned [dead]* gang *[?]

What can the price for freedom be?

The old Regime is falling

The ball and chain is gone, you see

The 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 prince