You're gonna moan for Momus
We're not parading our krewe
We the Knights of Comus and Proteus
Will teach you a thing or two
Rrrrramble on about the rabble's infringements,
But it's our rights that are due
Because we do own the streets,
And we have all the money,
It's a shame the elite are so few
Once a year the fellas who know me
Parade for the simple folk too.
Love those plastic beeds and those trinkets
Those purple, green, gold and blue
We ap-preciate the respect you show us
Scrambling on the ground like fools.
So today we'll please a mystery?
For the rest of the year
You'll mow our fronts and kiss our rears
You're gonna moan for Momus
We're not parading our krewe
We the Knights of Comus and Proteus
Will teach you a thing or two
Rrrrramble on about the rabble's infringements,
But it's our rights that are due
Because we do own the streets,
And we have all the money,
It's a shame the elite are so few
The courts will meet at midnight
Amid much social ado
But you get to watch them on your television
It's a proper distance for your relative position
The courts will mingle with commerials intermingled
For that is what the simple folks do,
They love about Mardi Gras
Oh, indeed they do
You're gonna moan for Momus
We're not parading our krewe
We the Knights of Comus and Proteus
Will teach you a thing or two
Rrrrramble on about the rabble's infringements,
But it's our rights that are due
Because we do own the streets,
We have all the money,
It's a shame the elite are so few
It's such a shame Dorothy Mae was so cute.
She could have ridden on my float.
(Spoken)
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you
Aw, let's keep in the Mardi Gras spirit here. We're all going to wish we had kept that lovely box of the doubloons from we were children like this man did.