Fakir Lyrics

Fakir sat down on his carpet, mysteriously grumbling
The crowd began to throw him money, and angrily snarling

He was like a mummy, and he stood up when
He picked up the money, and sat down again

The crowd was rooted to the spot, Fakir continued grumblingBritannia High - Fakir - http://motolyrics.com/britannia-high/fakir-lyrics.html

He was like a mummy, and he stood up when
He picked up the money, and sat down again

He was like a mummy, and he stood up again
The crowd continued snarling, so he sat down again