Got out of hospital in Bombay a couple
Of days ago
Blood clot in my left leg
Too much sitting in buses, trains and bar stools
Too much pouring beers for a head.
After ten years of travelling the ol' blues line
Sampling beetle labels and arrak
It all caught up to me 3 weeks ago
When said goodbye to a friend
Ive pissed my money on islands
Smoked my stash for hash
Ozzoed my way down dark greek beaches
And smacked away my cash
Drinking red wine on a pyramid still stands
As the one thing I had to do
But getting pissed and loosing my walkman
Was Goa through and through
Hanging out of a window in Cairo
Was Brandy not me you know
But me mate who likes a drink called Paul
I knew he'd never let go
Maybe the arrak attack in Israel
Where they beat me and chained me to a pole
Was the lesson I should have learnt
But that was fucking 7 years ago
The acid in OZ with techno wierdo's
Crazy evil nights
The acid in India with fortresses
Machine guns and cops flashing lights
God I've been pissed in New York and the resr
Thrown out of bars for shear humours
I've fucked when I'm drunk and caused a birth
Maybe one day I'll learn my mistakes
Three and a half times around the world
I can still remember near all
Except the night in Sri Lanka
When the tamils wanted to brawl

So after 32 days pissed in India
I got my just deserve
A drip in my arm in Bombay
But I still aint lost my nerve
Cause life a gamble a party and move
Theres more out there than in
I'm getting a train to Varanassi today
So I better get a bottle of gin.