Lyrics:
Well right now in TokyoOnly place I amWhen my blisters are immersedIn fresh as fresh tin canI've always talked aboutHow the cretins span the worldIn the time that I've known youI've yet to have shown youA moron with his snarl unfurledBut right back in TokyoWith a tough encircled handThousand vultures smokyoCigareet with a seegar bandI've never talked aboutHow to carve up Daddy's boatIn the space of a half yearWe've yet to embark my dearTo another shallow side of the moat