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
I’m an alien I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York
I’m an alien I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York
If, «Manners maketh man» as someone said
Then he’s the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
I’m an alien I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York
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
Then he’s the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
I’m an alien I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York
I’m an alien I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York
I don't drink coffee, I drink tea, my dear,
I like toast, but I take it without butter.
And you can hear it in my accent when I speak,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
Look at me walking down Fifth Avenue,
A walking stick in my hand, my faithful companion.
I take it with me wherever I go,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
If "manners make the man" as someone said,
He's the hero of the day.
It takes a man to live with a gun,
To smile in the face of the enemy.
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
Modesty will do in this crazy age,
Why can't they see that I'm noble?
Good manners will open doors where a battering ram can't,
A perfect gentleman always tips his hat.
You can keep your Krug and your Dom Perignon,
Too rich for my blood, I'll leave them.
I may be an alien, but I'll say it clear,
Sherry for me, dear.
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
If "manners make the man" as someone said,
He's the hero of the day.
It takes a man to live with a gun,
To smile in the face of the enemy.
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien,
I'm an Englishman in New York.
Песня "Englishman in New York" поется от лица англичанина, живущего в Нью-Йорке. Он подчеркивает свою индивидуальность и британские манеры вдали от дома, сохраняя свою идентичность в чужом городе. В песне также говорится о важности быть самим собой, несмотря на то, что другие могут думать.