Stranded in South America
Nothing to go home for
Just another Briton in a bar
Hernandez Fiendish comes over to me (2)
Offers a job as a broadcaster
That's how I came to be
Marquis Cha-Cha!
He can never go home
But is O.K. by him
The generals have many enemies
And them I single out. (3)
What does it concern me about?
Good riddance to my native country
It never did a thing for me
It's a better life here
And I am not a traitor
Marquis Cha-Cha!
He can never go home
Now here is his show
Hey you people back over there
And those in sea and air
Has been theirs for years
It is a good life here
Football and beer much superior
Gringo gets cheap servant staff
Low tax, maybe a dusky wife
Intelligentsia
You know your radio has been jammed
Heard talk about by chance (4)
Educated kids know what they're on about
You've been oppressed for years
Hey rosso-rossos over there
And you have cha-cha clubs
You should hear the rosso-rosso stuff
I understand you
I'm from a town called Mmm... (5)
Marquis Cha-Cha!
He can never go home
He can never go home
One point is made here
The scourge of rosso-rosso
So what if I do propaganda?
After a few steins I feel better
But that broken down fan
They never fix it, them dumb Latins
There's a bayonet beside my head
There's a guard in the annex
No!
Marquis Cha-Cha!
He can never go home
He can never go home
He can never go home
He can never go home
He can never go home
He can never go home
He can never go home
He can never go home
Marquis Cha-Cha!
He can never go home
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso
The scourge of rosso-rosso (6)
Dan