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 BohemiaFace, faceless and proud,
Let it all fade, into the clouds.
A figure takes a cigarette,
A figure puts it back again.
This figure is your only friend,
The only one to ever mend
Says as she falls to the ground,
Crack as she falls to her knees, they set it off
Hoping to find someone behind,
To swallow your fountain and steal your disease with it.
Face, Facing the crowd,
Let it all fade.
A figure takes a cigarette
A figure puts it back again
This figure is your only friend
The only one to ever mend
Says as she falls to the ground,
Crack as she falls to her knees, they set it off,
Hoping to find someone behind,
To swallow your fountain and steal your disease with it.
I am Sam the rubber man, Following yesterday
I am Sam the rubber man, Following yesterday