Karaoké The Royal Scam Steely Dan

And they wandered in from the city of Saint John without a dime

Wearin' coats that shined both red and green

Colors from their sunny island

From their boats of iron they looked upon the promised land where surely life was sweet

On the risin' tide to New York City did they ride into the street

See the glory

Of the royal scam

They are hounded down to the bottom of a bad town amid the ruins

Where they learn to fear an angry race of fallen kings

Their dark companions

While the memory of their southern sky was clouded by the savage winter

Every patron saint hung on the wall shared the room with twenty sinners

See the glory

Of the royal scam

By the blackened wall he does it all

He thinks he's died and gone to heaven

Now the tale is told by the old man

Back home he reads the letter

How they are paid in gold just to babble in the back room all night and waste their time

And they wandered in from the city of Saint John without a dime

See the glory

Of the royal scam

See the glory

Of the royal scam

See the glory

Of the royal scam