Album Name

Original Pirate Material

Artist

The Streets

Genre

일렉트로니카

Release Date

2002.03.18

Release Agency

워너뮤직

Too Much Brandy - The Streets
Smell of good earthy herbs
makes my nerves
shudder but where were you
that cold December
'Cause we were
in the Grasshopper
spending guilders
Central Station charged up
like Scarface Amsterdam
ain't a nice place off your face
we enter the race
Walk down been there
before done that no joy
if you're bored let's go see Roy
get fucked up with the boys
Calvin Schmalvin
I'm well within my limit
oh hang on a minute
these mushrooms just
Kicked in think I might be finished
The ball game heads for the worse
for what it's worth
I might just fall off the edge of
The earth brain's
kind of surfing now
We wander down
darkened pathways in a daze
Want to buy any cocaine
am I paranoid
Yes You're paranoid
Charlie darling please save me
this is raving take me home
to my baby
two bags of Mushrooms
room's mushed up
and I need a cradle
In its own little way
my body was trying to say that you
better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way
my body was trying to say that you
better stop drinking brandy
Now getting to the bar's
gonna be trouble
So the Marlons'll have to be doubles
Then you drink doubles
The same speed you drink singles
Ah beautiful the barman holds
aloft the crystal glass
and I'm having all that's in the
Bubble in the bottom of the bottle
Then by three or four
your head's a bit mangled
Club's full you mingle
You dance the fandango
You sing all your favorite jingles
Far gone on one call me
Baron Von Marlon
One has a monocle and cigar
Dickie-bow and long johns
My utility belt
tells me it's to the bar Batman
Fat cans of that lager
then it's straight
to the dance-floor
For much more fancy footwork
it's adored by many amour
Don't awe
me with your little
sidestep technique
Get to the beat loosen up
it's The Streets
In its own little way
my body was trying to say that you
better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way
my body was trying to say that you
better stop drinking brandy
We eat junk food sat
drunk on the tube
Every time the train clunks
I feel like puking
Wonder whether
that beautiful bird'll ring
Then it all goes hazy
these are the days
we're walking up
out and back to the road talking
Well shouting actually
loads more drunk
by Jove mind's focused
balance fucked up
Ra ra ra it's all back to the Dogstar
and if it's his round
I'm quite partial to another
Marlon at the bar
Bad idea to start again late
should've given
my brain a break
Take it easy mate
you start to think you're a state
you definitely are a state
In its own little way
my body was trying to say that you
better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way
my body was trying to say that you
better stop drinking brandy