So the Count of Monte Christo

Threw the cape over his head

Gave me a penny for my thoughts

But didn't get no change, and

Old aged rhythmns

They were singing in his brain for

A mechanical crusade

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane



I see, you see

Ain't no more honey from this bee

I see, you see

Stung you've got a hold on me

I see, you see

Ain't no more honey from this bee

I see, you see

Stung you've got a hold



I want to make you feel so special

It's time to break the ice

Bless you and your wicked ways

For I guess that these are stanger days

But the tact must change for

The duchess to reveal her face

I'd give you all my pennies

For your gallantry at tomorrow's gate



When I see, you see

Ain't no more honey from this bee

I see, you see

Stung you've got a hold on me

I see, you see

Ain't no more honey from this bee

I see, you see

Stung you've got a hold



I, I, I see, you see

Ain't no more honey from this bee

I see, you see

Stung you've got a hold on me

I see, you see

Ain't no more honey from this bee

I see, you see

Stung you've got to hold on



To be immortal is commonplace

Except for man, all creatures are

They would be in a cage

Especially the superstars

So bind my hands

And tie me to the old oak tree

A mechanical crusade

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane

A mechanical crusade

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane

A mechanical crusade

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane

A mechanical crusade

Tried to shoot down his aeroplane

A mechanical crusade