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 little sidestep technique
Gget to the beat, loosen up, its The Streets
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
We eat junk food, sat drunk on the tube
Every time the train clunks I feel like puking
Wonder whether that beautiful birdll ring,
Then it all goes hazy, these are the days were walking up out and back to the road, talking
Well shouting actually, loads more drunk, by Jove, minds focused, balance fucked up
Ra, ra, ra, its all back to the Dogstar and if its his round Im quite partial to another
Marlon at the bar
Bad idea to start again late, shouldve given my brain a break
Take it easy mate, you start to think youre a state, you definitely are a state
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
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