Marquis Cha-cha lyrics

He can never go homeHe can never go homeStranded in south americaNothing to go home forJust another brit in the barHernandez fiendish comes over to meOffers a job as broadcasterThat’s how I came to beMarquis cha chaHe can never go homeBut is o.k. by himThe generals have many enemiesAnd them I single outWhat does it concern about me? Good riddance to my native countryIt never did a thing for meIt’s a better life hereAnd I am not a traitorMarquis cha chaHe can never go homeNow here is his showHey you people over thereAnd those in sea and airIt has been theirs for yearsIt is a good life hereFootball and beer much superiorGringo gets cheap servant staffLow tax and a dusky wifeIntelligentsiaAlthough your radio has been jammedI heard talk about by chanceYou educated kids know what you’re on aboutYou’ve been oppressed for yearsI hear rosso-rosso over thereAnd you have cha-cha clubsYou should hear the rosso-rosso stuffI understand youI’m from a town calledMmmmMarquis cha chaHe can never go homeHe can never go homeOne point is made hereThe scourge of rosso-rossoSo what if I do propaganda? After a few steins I feel betterBut that broken down fanThey never fix it, them dumb latinsThere’s a bayonet beside my headThere’s a guard in the annexMarquis cha chaHe never did go home
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