Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small





The one-eyed tattoo artist

arrives at a sushi sunset.

Walks right on over to my spot

say's listen girl one hot sec.

Mmm java jive man alive

gotta keep on climbing `til I get real high

poets in my head, Prada on my feet

this ain't your average tourist, know what I mean.



Global salsa.

Love and laughter.

Gonna have to

get on down to Bohemia.

Global salsa.

Love and laughter.

Gonna hafta

Take you down to Bohemia.



I walk into the Boneyard

an Angel looks up to me

says get up off your island

or you ain't in my movie.

Mmm charcoal black, blood on the tracks

I hitched a ride on a love train, I ain't comin' back

I walk through streets of fire, no shoes on my feet.

A walk on the wildside, know what I mean.



Global salsa.

Love and laughter.

Gonna have to

get on down to Bohemia.

Global salsa.

Love and laughter.

Morning after

Another night in Bohemia