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...