You can be an ambassador
A florentine prince
You can be weighed down with honours
Lie down in satin
Be a financial ace
Multiply the bread
Demand reverence
And that they come to eat from your hand
You’re going to have to serve someone
You’re going to have to serve someone
There might be guards at your door
Armed to the teeth
Could be that each time you go out
A new girl is waiting
That you be a counterfeiter
At the back of a courtyard
That you be a judge, a boxer
World champion heavyweight
You’re going to have to serve someone
You’re going to have to serve someone
Maybe the Devil
God, I know nothing about it
You’re going to have to serve someone
You can ‘tutoyer’ the queen 1
And break her heart
Be called Captain
Even be called Doctor
You can smother yourself in caviar 2
Drape yourself in cotton
Flee to another country
Live under another name
You’re going to have to serve someone
You’re going to have to serve someone
Maybe the Devil
God, I know nothing about it
You’re going to have to serve someone
You can, like the rock stars
have obscene nights
have tasted all the drugs
Squandered all the chicks 3
You can slap me on the back
You can call me brother
You can call me Pancho
Or whistle at me like a dog
You’re going to have to serve someone
You’re going to have to serve someone
Maybe the Devil
God, I know nothing about it
You’re going to have to serve someone
You’re going to have to serve someone
You’re going to have to serve someone
Maybe it will be the Devil
It will be God, I know nothing about it
You’re going to have to serve someone
You’re going to have to serve someone
sirènes - mermaids/ I think he means groupies here!
1. Talk to the queen using the familiar ‘tu’ rather than the more respectful ‘vous’2. Kinky!3. sirènes - mermaids/ I think he means groupies here!