96 degrees the sun is burning
Ra is smiling when the whip comes down
The caravan of stones creeps through the desert
The valley of kings is filled with sound

Hurry up come on pull boys come on never stop
Hurry up the pharao's dying

The pyramid grows higher and higher
The treasure chamber is already filled
The pharao is ill no time to waste
The architects pray before they get killed

Hurry up come on pull boys come on never stop
Hurry up the pharao's dying

Don't slow down
Tons of stones for the honour of the crown
Don't slow down
Pull that stone in the name of the crown

86 degrees in the city of rome
The pope decides he needs a new dome
So suffer boys in the name of god
And empty your pockets for his new home
For his new dome

Hurry up come on pull boys come on never stop
Hurry up the pharao's dying

Don't slow down
Tons of stones for the honour of the crown
Don't slow down
Pull that stone in the name of the crown