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.