Fakir lyrics

Fakir sat down on his carpet, mysteriously grumblingThe crowd began to throw him money, and angrily snarlingHe was like a mummy, and he stood up whenHe picked up the money, and sat down againThe crowd was rooted to the spot, Fakir continued grumblingHe was like a mummy, and he stood up whenHe picked up the money, and sat down againHe was like a mummy, and he stood up againThe crowd continued snarling, so he sat down again