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.