text: Fear me you Lords
  And lady preachers
  I descend upon your earth
  From the skies
  I command your very souls
  You unbelievers
  Bring before me what is mine
  The seven seas of Rhye
  Can you hear me you peers
  And privy counselors?
  I stand before you naked to the eyes
  I will destroy any man
  Who dares abuse my trust
  I swear that youll be mine
  The seven seas of Rhye
  Sister, I live and lie for you
  Mister, do and Ill die
  You are mine, I possess you
  I belong to you forever 
  Storm the master-marathon
  I’ll fly through
  By flash and thunder-fire
  And Ill survive 
  Then Ill defy the laws of nature 
  And come out alive, then Ill get you
  Be gone with you
  You shod and shady senators
  Give out the good
  Leave out the bad evil cries
  I challenge the mighty Titan
  And his troubadours
  And with a smile
  Ill take you to the seven seas of Rhye
  Oh I do like to be beside the seaside!
  Oh I do like to be beside by the sea
  I do like to stroll upon the Prom, Prom, Prom!
  Where the brass band plays: tiddely-om-pom-pom!
  Oh I do like to be beside the seaside!
  Oh I do like to be beside by the sea
  When Im down beside the sea, Im beside meself with glee
  Beside the seaside! Beside the sea