Caligula Syndrome - Soft Cell

I want to see you crawl

As I drive by in my big black car

With police outriders

And a hundred guards

Looking drop dead gorgeous

Dressed up to the nines

In the skins of several species

In decline

As I set fire to your houses

And your cars

I’ll be dancing like a dervish

In the sparks

Is this what true power feels like?

Racing round my veins

Like a motorbike

It’s the fall of Rome

My Caligula syndrome

It’s the fall of Rome

My Caligula syndrome

I’ll display you in my game show

On TV

Called 'Humiliation

And Hypocrisy'

Throw an orgy for the dissolute

And the damned

Every kind of deviation

On demand

So worship me

And fall down on your knees

Or I’ll unleash another

Chemical disease

Is this what true power feels like?

Racing round my veins

Like a motorbike

It’s the fall of Rome

My Caligula syndrome

It’s the fall of Rome

My Caligula syndrome

Have I become just a little deranged?

While you’re crawling on your hands and knees

Like slaves

Am I still desirable?

You’re ever so destructible

Do you think this party’s ever going to end?

Dance with me

While our city is burning

Won’t you dance with me

While our empire is falling

Like Nero let’s make music to the

Fires of Rome

It’s my Caligula syndrome

My Caligula syndrome