Well I did the best that I could with this song. At the timed it seemed perfect, and then I got to that bridge. What's with all those big words anyway? Not much I could do with that one. Oh well, it put one heckuva strain on my vocabulary, and I found The Merriam-Webster dictionary *more* than helpful. And poetic licenses and inventive English (for instance, diety=diet with a 'Y') are always nice.
I don't drink coffee because I fast, my dear.
So don't do my toast on either side.
As you can hear in the lack of contractions when I talk
I'm a Jaffa in New York
See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A Zat gun here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm a Jaffa in New York
I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm a Jaffa in New York
I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm a Jaffa in New York
If "Stone-faced maketh Jaffa" as someone said
Then I'm the hero of the day.
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and never smile.
But I'm myself, no matter what they say.
I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm a Jaffa in New York
I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Jaffa in New York
Modesty, injocosity can lead to notoriety
Sometimes I think that I'm the only one.
Forehead tattoos and my diety are rare in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun.
Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes better machinery than a gun
Attack your enemies and blast them when you can
And watch them scream and shout as they run.
If "Stone-faced maketh Jaffa" as someone said
Then I'm the hero of the day.
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and never smile.
But I'm myself, no matter what they say.
I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm a Jaffa in New York
I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm a Jaffa in New York