News on the march
Here in Xanadu last week
Xanadu's landlord was laid to rest
On the deserts of the Gulf Coast
The private mountain was commissioned and successfully built
The contents of Xanadu's palace were so big
They could never be catalogued or appraised
Enough for ten museums
The loot of the world
All this wealth and power was obtained by one man
And this was
Citizen Kane, Citizen Kane
Citizen Kane, Citizen Kane
Do you wanna be relative to Ice and a pen-pal to Shakespeare?
(Who’s that?) Citizen Kane
Xanadu man on the top of the world and
(Yes sir) He’s Citizen Kane
Your never gonna stop him
Your never gonna top him, no
Citizen Kane, Citizen Kane
Citizen Kane, Citizen Kane
Kane was a kid with his head in the clouds and
(Big dues) Citizen Kane
He had a Rosebud nobody found
(That’s what he sighed) Before he died
Money come back, nobody could try
Cause Citizen Kane, Citizen Kane
Citizen Kane, Citizen, Citizen, Citizen
He’s a real dry slice called Kane
All the fortune, all the fame
He’s a real dry slice and no where wiser
He just wants the Kane
He’s got a zoo like Noah and he’s living like a sleezer
He’s big (Citizen Kane)
He’s superman with a sting in his tail
And he can only win (except for love)
Never gonna be and never gonna treat no
Citizen Kane, Citizen Kane
Citizen Kane, Citizen, Citizen, Citizen
He’s a real dry slice called Kane
All the fortune, all the fame
He’s a real dry slice and no where wiser
He just wants the Kane
Famed in American legend of the origins of the Kane fortune
His empire, in all its glory held dominion over
Thirty-seven newspapers, two syndicates, a radio network
An empire upon an empire
Through which for fifty years flowed, in an everlasting stream
The wealth of the earth's third richest gold mine The Colorado Lode
All this wealth and power was obtained by one man
And this was
Citizen, Citizen Kane
Wasn’t living his life so he got another wife
And front page put it to shame
He wanted to make her into an operatic singer
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Oh, what a fool
Laugh of the day across the U.S.A.
Citizen Kane, Citizen Kane
Citizen Kane, Citizen, Citizen, Citizen
He’s a real dry slice called Kane
All the fortune, all the fame
He’s a real dry slice and no where wiser
He just wants the Kane
He’s a real dry slice called Kane
He’s the real dry slice called Kane
Rosebud
