You asked me so where have you been Let me think now let me see I stood once where Hitlers feet had stood when he made his speech In Nuremburg in thirty eight When he tried to build the perfect race He said black man ain't gonna run Alongside our perfect sons
There was Dallas too, the library The place they ended Kennedy We stood where Oswald took his shot In my opinion there's a bigger plot Costners back and to the left The picket fence the better bet Paris came and summer went The tunnel's now a flower bed
The famous turf that made Jeff Hurst The vodka stops to quench my thirst The Golden Gate stroke Alcatraz And the fat man failed to get us passes Jimmys corner in Raging Bull De Niros jokes and bottled pills Elvis tales from Mr Woodward Any Richard Burton if you could
Tourists stare at tourist stops One more picture one more God Another top up for a change It makes you think, it makes you sane Talking more about yourself There's a mirror too, have a check Cheques are always passing through Some depart but a lot come too
Restaurant talk or pick your teeth You bite your tongue or chew your meat Sleep or drink or drink to sleep And one more week and we will meet We'll talk of what we haven't done Since we departed back a month We argue why we have to shout All in all it's nice to be out.