the streets Too Much Brandy lyrics

Too Much Brandy

The smell of good earthy herbs makes my nerves shudder
But where were you that cold December coz we were in the Grasshopper spending guilders
Central station charged up like scar face
Amsterdam ain't a nice place off your face
We enter the race
Walked round been there before done that no joy
If your bored let's go see Roy
Get fucked up with the boys
Calvin smalvin i'm well within my limit
Oh hang on a minute these mushrooms just kicked in
Think I might be finished
Ball game heads for the worse for what it's worth
I might just fall off the edge of the earth
Brains kinda surfing now
We wander down darkened pathways in a daze woy
You want to buy any cocaine boy?
Am I paranoid
Yes you are paranoid
Charlie darling please save me
This is ravin take me home to my baby
Two bags of mushrooms the rooms mushed up
I need to be in a cradle

It is only the way my body's was trying to say that you'd better stop drinking brandy

Now getting to the bar's gonna be trouble
So the Marlons 'll have to be doubles
Then you drink doubles the same speed you drink singles
Aah! beautiful
The barman holds aloft the crystal
Glass and i'm having all that's in the bubble
On the bottom of the bottle
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Then by three or four your heads a bit mangled
The clubs full you mingleyou dance the fandango
You sing all your favourite jingles
Far gone on one call me baron von Marlon
One has a monacle and cigar dickey bow and long johns
My utility belt tells me it's to the bar batman
Fat can's of that lager then it's straight to the dance floor
For much more fancy footwork's adored by many a more
Don't bore me with your little side step technique get to the beat
Loosen up it's the streets

Chorus

We eat junk food sat drunk on the tube
Everytime train clunks I feel like puking
Wonder whether that beautiful bird'll ring
Then it all goes hazy these are the day's we
Walking up out in back to the road
Talking, well shouting actually loads more drunk
By jove my minds focused my balance is fucked up
Rah rah rah it's all back to the Dogstar
And if it's his round i'm quite partial
To another Marlon at the bar
Bad idea to start again late
Shoulda given my brain a break
Take it easy mate
When you start to think you are a state
You definitely are a state

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