Englishman in New York Songtext
von The Flying Pickets

I don′t drink coffee I'll drink tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side
As 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 but 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 and 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

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

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

Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than 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 and 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