Talking Heads – First Week / Last Week…. Carefree scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 One night in Bangkok makes The hard man humble Not much between Despair and ecstasy One night in Bangkok And the tough guys tumble Can’t be too careful With your company I can feel the devil Walking next to me Bangkok Oriental Setting But the city don’t know What the city is getting The creme de la creme Of the chess world In a show with everything But Yul Brynner Time flies Doesn’t seem a minute Since the Tirolean spa Had the chess boards in it All changed Don’t you know that when you Play at this level There’s no ordinary venue It’s Iceland Or the Philippines Or Hastings Or, or this place One night in Bangkok And the world’s your oyster The bars are temples But their pearls ain’t free You’ll find a god In every golden cloister And if you’re lucky Then the god’s a she I can feel an angel Sliding up to me One town’s Very like another When your head’s down Over your pieces, brother It’s a drag It’s a bore It’s really such a pity To be looking at the board Not looking at the city Whattaya mean?! You’ve seen one crowded Polluted, stinking town Tea girls, warm and sweet (Sweet) Some are set up in The Somerset Maugham suite Get Thai’ed You’re talking to a tourist Whose every move’s Among the purest I get my kicks Above the waistline Sunshine! One night in Bangkok makes The hard man humble Not much between despair and ecstasy One night in Bangkok And the tough guys tumble Can’t be too careful With your company I can feel the devil Walking next to me Siam’s gonna be The witness To the ultimate test Of cerebral fitness This grips me more than Would a muddy old river Or reclining Buddha Thank God I’m only watching the game Controlling it I don’t see You guys rating The kind of mate I’m contemplating I’d let you watch I would invite you But the queens we use Would not excite you So you better go back To your bars, your temples Your massage parlors One night in Bangkok And the world’s your oyster The bars are temples But their pearls ain’t free You’ll find a god In every golden cloister A little flesh A little history I can feel an angel Sliding up to me One night in Bangkok makes The hard man humble Not much between Despair and ecstasy One night in Bangkok And the tough guys tumble Can’t be too careful With your company I can feel the devil Walking next to me