[Intro - Spoken with flair] From the Alps to the sea, let’s sing of currency! With a beat that’s bold and free, and European glee! [Verse 1] In France, they dance with francs, oh la la, c’est vrai! In Germany, the mark’s the spark, it leads the way. Italy’s lira sings in the sun, dolce vita’s begun, Spain’s peseta shines bright, under the moon’s soft light. [Chorus] Milner, oh Milner, you’re the king of the coin, From the fjords to the plains, your name we’ll join! With a franc, a mark, a lira in hand, You’re the maestro of money, across every land! [Verse 2] Britain’s pound is strong and proud, hear the Big Ben chime, Holland’s guilder flows like rivers, through canals in time. Austria’s schilling waltzes in, with a graceful spin, Sweden’s krona gleams like gold, where the northern lights begin. [Chorus] Milner, oh Milner, you’re the king of the coin, From the fjords to the plains, your name we’ll join! With a pound, a guilder, a schilling so grand, You’re the maestro of money, across every land! [Bridge - Dramatic pause, then multilingual flair] Dinero, argent, Geld, it’s all the same, In every tongue, we praise your name! From Geneva’s heart, you lead the way, IBM shines bright, night and day! [Verse 3] Norway’s krone sparkles bright, in the midnight sun, Greece’s drachma tells tales, of ancient runs. Portugal’s escudo sails, on the ocean blue, Romania’s leu stands tall, proud and true. [Chorus] Milner, oh Milner, you’re the king of the coin, From the fjords to the plains, your name we’ll join! With a krone, a drachma, an escudo so fine, You’re the maestro of money, and your star will shine! [Outro - Upbeat, with a clap-along beat] Money, money, across the lands we sing, With Milner’s touch, we’re all European kings!
