In Düsseldorf I met a clown
His nose
It was red
In Gelterkinden I forgot to frown
Then remembered
It again
In Paris I saw a big fish
Swimmin' slow
In the Seine
It made me hopeful that someday
Our water will be breathable again
Ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh
Ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Ah-ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Ah-ah-oh
Oh, oh, oh
In Franfurt I heard eins zwei drei
Counting cookies, and no one was shot
In Berlin, stopped by the polizei
For drunk driving, and everyone smiled
In Prague I knew I'd been a witch
Burnt alive, a pyre of Soviet kitsch
It made me miss my Moscow muttdom
It made me miss my New York nothing
Ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Ah-ah-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Ah-ah-oh
Oh, oh, oh
In Montpelier I stayed in a château
A boy climbed into my bed and he knew no boundaries, and in
Amsterdam I got quite crazy
Might have been all the tulips and can*ls
Or it might have been all that hash, and in
Barcelona, buenos dias
Chocolate, le Pica**o
And in Brussels
Clean-cut hostel
And in London
Me and the French existentialists
Ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Ah-ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
In Corsica I floated away
All the way
To Marseilles
I should have held an afterparty
For all the thoughts
I didn't say
In Düsseldorf I met a dwarf
With bad breath
And a really good tan
In Gelterkinden I remembered how to laugh
And I never, ever forgot it again
Ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Ah-ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Ah-ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, ohh
Ah-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...