Sunday, December 25, 2011

An Englishman In New York



I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side
& you can hear it in my accent
 When I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York

See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm an Englishman in New York

I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York

I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York

If, "Manners maketh man"
 As someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance
 & smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York

Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness & sobriety
 Are rare in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun

Takes more than combat gear
 To make a man
Takes more than a license for a gun
Confront your enemies,
Avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run

If, "Manners maketh man"
 As someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance
 & smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

I'm an alien
 I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien
 I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Sting
1987


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