All the old paintings on the tomb, they do this and dance, don't you know?If they move too quick, oh, ay-oh, they're falling down like a domino.All the bizarre men by the Nile, they got the money on a bet.Gold crocodiles, oh, ay-oh, they snap the teeth on your cigarette.Foreign types with the hookah pipes, ay-oh, ay-oh, ay-oh, ay-oh, walk like an Egyptian.The blonde waitresses take their trays, they spin around and they cross the floor.They've got the moves, oh, ay-oh, you drop your drink when they bring you more.All the school kids so sick of books, they like the punk and the metal band.When the buzzer rings.Oh, ay-oh, they're walking like an Egyptian.And the kids in the marketplace, ay-oh, ay-oh, ay-oh, ay-oh, walk like an Egyptian.Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.Thou dost appear beautiful on the horizon.When you're fed upOh, living at endPeople was the first to liveIf you want to find all the copsThey're hanging out in the donut shopsThey sing and dance, oh, eh, ohThey spin the clubs, cruise down the blockAll the Japanese with their yenThe party boys and the KremlinAnd the Chinese, no, oh, eh, ohThey're walking like an EgyptianAll the cops in the donut shops, eh, oh, eh, ohEh, oh, eh, ohWalk like an EgyptianWalk like an EgyptianWalk like an EgyptianWalk like an EgyptianWalk like an EgyptianWalk like an EgyptianWhoa!Let's blow this tomb.