Paroles de Euromad

I went euromad out on the road last fall
Between the roman churches and the german music halls
Were it not for mr. gordon and his fine distillery
I might have never got this far, it would be all the same to me

It started in bologna when i stepped between the lights
I thought i'd lost my charisma my life flashed before my eyes
The communists rejected me, i didn't fit their plan
And anyway i must assume they're anti-american

It might have been geneva in a darkened discotheque
And though i met sophia, i still got it in the neck
A journalist he spied on me like i always knew they would
He wrote me off like a business trip i felt deeply misunderstood

Or maybe it was paris blazing dignity and pride
It's a city full of heiresses where i very nearly died
I woke up in the circus with a whistling in my ears
I'm ready for the antidote can you tell me what it is

I went euromad out on the road last fall
Between the roman churches and the german music halls
Were it not for mr. gordon and his fine distillery
I might have never made it through this euromisery

Were it not for mr. gordon and his fine distillery
I might have never made it through this euromisery