FFS, Sparks, Franz Ferdinand - Dictator's Son lyrics

Born in a far-off land
A nation of heat and sand
A father who ruled by force
A mother who said, "of course"
A nation of fearful men
And women afraid of them
But learning the family trade
My interest began to fade

I‘m a dictator's son born with a silver gun
In a country that's half insane
In a country that's banned the rain
He kept his eye on me
Knew I had plans to flee
Strangely today it rained
I hopped a midnight plane

Fasten your seatbelts
We soon will land at LAX
Hope to see you again fasten your seatbelts
We soon will land at LAX
Hope to see you again fasten your seatbelts
We soon will land at LAX
Hope to see you again

Somewhat reluctantly
I tell her sit down with me
We order drinks and wait
Small talk it's getting late
One thing you ought to know
Before we up and go
Hope it don't spoil the fun
But, I‘m a dictator‘s son

I'm into 60's Soul nat King Cole
Harris Tweed bundesliga
I‘m into wings and dip girls who strip
Diesel flicks party Mix
I'm into Hugo Boss dental floss
Party cruise jordan shoes
I'm into Instagram bands who jam
Coed knees bLTs

This is how we roll, a dictator‘s son
This is how we roll, a dictator‘s son
This is how we roll a dictator's son
This is how we roll, a dictator‘s son
Someday I'll return with a rebel force
Overturn my father and change the course
Of history for all of my countrymen
But, I cannot tell you exactly when
Cause this is how we roll a dictator's son

This is how we roll, a dictator‘s son
This is how we roll, a dictator‘s son
This is how we roll, a dictator‘s son
Someday I'll return with a rebel force
Overturn my father and change the course
Of history for all of my countrymen
But, I cannot tell you exactly when

I'm a dictator's son i'm a dictator‘s son