Currently No Video Available
Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Our first stop is in Bogota
To check Colombian fields
The natives smile and pass along
A sample of their yield
Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams
Golden Acapulco nights
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

We've been smokin' Lebanon
We burn the midnight oil
The fragrance of Afghanistan
Rewards a long day's toil
Pulling into Katmandu
Smoke rings fill the air
Perfumed by a Nepal night
The Express 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
Our first stop is in Bogota   To check Colombian fields   The natives smile and pass along   A sample of their yield   Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams   Golden Acapulco nights   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      We've been smokin' Lebanon   We burn the midnight oil   The fragrance of Afghanistan   Rewards a long day's toil   Pulling into Katmandu   Smoke rings fill the air   Perfumed by a Nepal night   The Express 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