The Magnificent Five Adam and the Ants

Long ago in London town
A man called Ant sat deeply sighing
He was wondering
Which side of the fence he was on

Prick up your ears
Prick up your ears
Prick up your ears
Prick up your ears

Time went by and soon the one was five
Young hombres burning fire
They were in no doubt
Which side of the fence they were on

Prick up your ears (magnificent five)
Prick up your ears (magnificent five)
Prick up your ears (magnificent five)
Prick up your ears (magnificent five)

He who writes in blood
Don't want to be read
He who writes in blood
Don't want to be read
He who writes in blood
Don't want to be read
He who writes in blood
Don't want to be read