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