Englishman in New York　Sting

I don’t drink coffee, I take tea, my dear I like my toast done on one side 

And you can hear it in my accent when I talk I’m an Englishman in New York 

See me walking down Fifth Avenue A walking cane here at my side I take it everywhere I walk I’m an Englishman in New York 

Oh, I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien I’m an Englishman in New York Oh, I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien I’m an Englishman in New York 

If “manners maketh man” as someone said He’s the hero of the day 

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile Be yourself no matter what they say 

Oh, I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien I’m an Englishman in New York Oh, I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien I’m an Englishman in New York 

Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety You could end up as the only one Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society 

At night a candle’s brighter than the sun 

Takes more than combat gear to make a man Takes more than a license for a gun 

Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can 

A gentleman will walk but never run 

If “manners maketh man” as someone said 

He’s the hero of the day 

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile 

Be yourself no matter what they say 

Be yourself no matter what they say Be yourself no matter what they say