Our first stop is in bogota
To check columbian 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

Were on the train to bangkok
Aboard the thailand express
Well hit the stops along the way
We only stop for the best

Wreathed in smoke in lebanon
We burn the midnight oil
The fragrance of afghanistan
Rewards a long days toil pulling into katmandu
Smoke rings fill the air
Perfumed by a nepal night
The express gets you there

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