It's too late now she's got me dreaming   Without you there is no truth according to me   Inside and around me tears got me drinking   Without you there is no scope in the morning for me   One of these days in the night   Old enemies will come back to fight   And since you would then disagree   We will be skinned alive   When full colored kings arrive   And teach then we will all we know   Bring popcorn for Geronimo   And dance with our freshly made friends   Ignoring the old ones, the boring and cold ones   And when the colossus crawls west   Jazz bastards will fall and confess   We all love you so and   You rock is paradise plastic   It's cheap and fantastic