|
Arrived in Helsinki, tired and sticky |
|
My body hit the bed, I almost fell dead |
|
Got to the venue, they ink-stamped my wrist, waitress asked me Mark... |
|
Need a white fish |
|
Got up on the stage, the sound it was ok |
|
But I struggled like a marlin on an unlucky day |
|
Tried a few new songs, they looked at me like what? |
|
Where's Katy Song Mistress Grace Cathedral Park |
|
Finland, Finland, so many trees, John Denver would be pleased |
|
Finland, Finland, cold as ice but waitress she was nice |
|
Met a Fin after. She watched me like a wave. |
|
Big viking stepped in, big old... |
|
Went back to my room, alone and I cried |
|
been a year to the day, that my kit cat died |
|
Left Helsinki , next stop was our house |
|
A taxi to airplanes and a fucking shuttle bus |
|
Denmark, Denmark, everybody's white |
|
Everyone rides bikes |
|
Denmark, Denmark, everyone rides bikes |
|
Everybody's white |
|
Left for london via Copenhagen, for a concert in the park at 1:30pm |
|
Got upon the stage, people gathered round |
|
Retro 80s band... drownded out my sound |
|
went and got my check, went back to my room |
|
Feeling suicide, feeling full of gloom |
|
Turned on the tv, there was rioting & stuff... |
|
As if this city isn't depressing enough |
|
London, London, it's all the rage |
|
If your favorite color's beige |
|
London, London, look right, look left |
|
makes me think of death |
|
Off to Manchester, then to Bristol |
|
Had a show on a boat, it was half full |
|
Guy in the front, heckled me all night |
|
Scan was a ... makes a ... white |
|
Went back to my room, more eyes on the room |
|
Home sick as fuck, got the uk blues |
|
Bristol, Bristol, cobble stone streets |
|
People missing teeth |
|
Bristol, Bristol, is this really what |
|
People think |
|
Then to Belfast, had to catch a plane, |
|
To get there fast |
|
Had to get a room, had to change my clothes |
|
Had to change my strings, check my sound and play a show |
|
Had to meet some friends, had to take a bath |
|
Had to catch a flight, ... |
|
Belfast, Belfast, out the taxi ...sleeping on the ground |
|
Belfast, Belfast, out the taxi ... sleeping on the ground. |
