Streets - Too Much Brandy
Smell Of Good Earthy Herbs Makes My Nerves Shudder
But Where Were You That Cold December
Cos We Were In The Grasshopper Spending Guilders
Central Station, Charged Up Like Scarface
Amsterdam Aint A Nice Place Off Your Face,
We Enter The Race
Walk Down, Been There Before, Done That,
No Joy, If Youre Bored, Lets Go See Roy,
Get Fucked Up With The Boys
Calvin, Schmalvin, Im Well Within My Limit,
Oh Hang On A Minute, These Mushrooms Just Kicked In,
Think I Might Be Finished
The Ball Game Heads For The Worse, For What Its Worth
I Might Just Fall Off The Edge Of The Earth, Brains Kind Of Surfing Now
We Wander Down Darkened Pathways In A Daze,
Want To Buy Any Cocaine?, Am I Paranoid?
Yes, Youre Paranoid
Charlie, Darling, Please Save Me, This Is Raving,
Take Me Home To My Baby, Two Bags Of Mushrooms,
Rooms Mushed Up And I Need A Cradle
In Its Own Little Way,
My Body Was Trying To Say That You Better Stop Drinking Brandy
In Its Own Little Way,
My Body Was Trying To Say That You Better Stop Drinking Brandy
Now Getting To The Bars Gonna Be Trouble
So The Marlonsll Have To Be Doubles
Then You Drink Doubles
The Same Speed You Drink Singles
Ah Beautiful, The Barman Holds Aloft The Crystal Glass
And Im Having All Thats In The Bubble In The Bottom Of The Bottle
Then By Three Or Four, Your Heads A Bit Mangled
Clubs Full, You Mingle
You Dance The Fandango
You Sing All Your Favourite Jingles
Far Gone On One, Call Me Baron Von Marlon
One Has A Monocle And Cigar
Dickie-bow And Long Johns
My Utility Belt Tells Me Its To The Bar Batman
Fat Cans Of That Lager Then Its Straight To The Dance-floor
For Much More Fancy Footwork, Its Adored By Many Amour
Dont Awe Me With Your Li
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