Marquis Cha-cha Lyrics - Fall

He can never go home 

He can never go home 

Stranded in South America 

Nothing to go home for 

Just another Brit in the bar 

Hernandez Fiendish comes over to me 

Offers a job as 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 

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 over there 

And those in sea and air 

It has been theirs for years 

It is a good life here 

Football and beer much superior 

Gringo gets cheap servant staff 

Low tax and a dusky wife 

Intelligentsia 

Although your radio has been jammed 

I heard talk about by chance 

You educated kids know what you're on about 

You've been oppressed for years 

I hear Rosso-Rosso over there 

And you have cha-cha clubs 

You should hear the rosso-rosso stuff 

I understand you 

I'm from a town called 

Mmmm 

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 

Marquis Cha Cha 

He never did go home