You asked me so where have you been
  Let me think now let me see
  I stood once where Hitlers feet
  had stood when he made his speech
  In Nuremburg in thirty eight
  When he tried to build the perfect race
  He said black man ain't gonna run
  Alongside our perfect sons
    There was Dallas too, the library
  The place they ended Kennedy
  We stood where Oswald took his shot
  In my opinion there's a bigger plot
  Costners back and to the left
  The picket fence the better bet
  Paris came and summer went
  The tunnel's now a flower bed
    The famous turf that made Jeff Hurst
  The vodka stops to quench my thirst
  The Golden Gate stroke Alcatraz
  And the fat man failed to get us passes
  Jimmys corner in Raging Bull
  De Niros jokes and bottled pills
  Elvis tales from Mr Woodward
  Any Richard Burton if you could
    Tourists stare at tourist stops
  One more picture one more God
  Another top up for a change
  It makes you think, it makes you sane
  Talking more about yourself
  There's a mirror too, have a check
  Cheques are always passing through
  Some depart but a lot come too
    Restaurant talk or pick your teeth
  You bite your tongue or chew your meat
  Sleep or drink or drink to sleep
  And one more week and we will meet
  We'll talk of what we haven't done
  Since we departed back a month
  We argue why we have to shout
  All in all it's nice to be out.