• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Constantinople - They Might Be Giants
• Constantinople - Al Stewart
• Constantinople - Residents
• Constantinople - Decemberists

Istanbul was Constantinople,
Now its Istanbul not Constantinople,
Been a long time gone from Constantinople,
Now its your delight on a moonlit night.
Every gal in Constantinople
Lives in Istanbul not Constantinople
So if you visit Constantinople
She'll be waiting in Istanbul.
Even old New York,
Was once New Amsterdam,
Why they changed it i can't say,
People just liked i better that way.
So take me back to Constantinople,
No you can't go back to Constantinople,
Been a long time gone from Constantinople,
Why did Constantinople get the works?
Thats nobodys business but the Turks.
WHOA!
Istanbul, Istanbul!
Even old New York,
Was once New Amsterdam,
Why they changed it i can't say,
People just liked i better that way.
So take me back to Constantinople,
No you can't go back to Constantinople,
Been a long time gone from Constantinople,
Why did Constantinople get the works?
Thats nobodys business but the Tuuurks!
ISTANBULLLLLLL!!!!!!!

Across the western world
The fights are going down
The gypsy armies of the evening
Have lit their fires across
The nether side of town
They will not pass this way again
So here in the night
Leave your home it's time for running
Out of the light
I see the hosts of Mohammed coming
The Holy Sister bars her doors against the East
Her house has stood too long divided
The uninvited guests are breaking up the feast
She may not bid them leave again
So here in the night
Leave your home it's time for running
Out of the light
I see the hosts of Mohammed coming
I dreamed I stood like this before
And I'm sure the words that I heard then
Were much the same
It's just an old Greek tragedy they're acting here
Held over by popular acclaim
So here in the night
Leave your home it's time for running
Out of the light

Here I come Constantinople
Here I come coConstantinople
I am coming Constantinople
Here I come
All the leaves are off of the oak and
All of the sheep have followed the spoken
Word. I'm coming Constantinople
Here I come
So I stand out in the open
All my friends are with you I hope and
pray. I'm coming Constantinople
Here I come.
Here I come Constantinople
Here I come Constantinople
I am coming Constantinople
Here I come

O, the minarets of Constantinople
Are plated gold, ivory and opal
Their cupolas all onion domed and light
And the magistrate of Constantinople
Has made a match; his family was hopeful
Their daughter would be promised a wedding night
But the Sultan's weary bride, she won't be wed tonight
Nor fall beneath a canopy to lie
For far across the town, her lover's lying drowned
And painted by the Bosporus in blue
And there's nothing for a broken heart to do.
Down the dirty streets of Constantinople
The beggars weep, their hands all wide open
Their severed leper limbs all swing and sway.
At a windowsill in Constantinople
Our Hero sighs to melodies noteful
And gazes on the walls that hold his love.
But the Sultan's weary bride, she won't be wed tonight
Nor fall beneath a canopy to lie
For far across the town, her lover now is drowned
And painted by the Bosporus in blue
And there's nothing for a broken heart to do.
No, there's nothing for a broken heart to do.