[Verse 1]
In Düsseldorf I met a clown
His nose, it was red
In Gelterkinden I forgot to frown
Then remembered again
In Paris I saw a big fish
Swimming slow in the Seine
It made me hopeful that someday our water
Would be breathable again
[Verse 2]
In Frankfurt 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
[Verse 3]
In Montpelier I stayed in a chateau
A boy climbed into my bed and he knew no boundaries
In Amsterdam I got quite crazy
It might have been all the tulips and can*ls
Or it might have been all that hash, and in
Barcelon, buenos dias, chocolato, le Pica**o
And in Brussels, clean-cut hostel
And in London, me and the French existentialists
[Verse 4]
In Corsica I floated away, all the way to Marseilles
I should have held an after party 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