A Passage to Bangkok (live in the UK) (1980)

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Our first stop is in Bogota, through chequered Colombian fields The natives smile and wave us hello, a sample of their yield Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams, golden like the Bocah lights Then Morocco and the East, fly by morning light We're on the train to Bangkok Aboard the Thailand Express We'll hit the stops along the way We only stop for the best Breathing smoke in Lebanon, we burn the midnight oil The fragrance of Afghanistan, rewards a long day's toil Moving into Kathmandu, smoke rings fill the air, a perfume Buying napalm light, the express that gets you there We're on the train to Bangkok, aboard the Thailand Express We'll hit the stops along the way We only stop for the best We're on the train to Bangkok, aboard the Thailand Express We'll hit the stops along the way We only stop for the-- We're on the train To Bangkok, aboard the Thailand Express We'll hit the stops along the way We only stop for the best