I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Carmen.

The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen 
She gives them butterflies, but too coconize 
She laughs like god, her mind's like a diamond