Lyrics
Here I am in Amsterdam
I like it here they speak my language
Even though it's not my own
It's got BBC for comfort zone
And best of all, it's got Marks and Spencer's
Equality for the masses never felt better
Some of my dreams
They may have come true
But so have my nightmares
Which I can't get through
And now I've lost the power to speak
And now I've lost the power to eat
Idle and out of touch in Europe
Nothing is gone and nothing is changed
All that was before will still remain
It's too late to learn a new currency
Some of my dreams
They may have come true
But so have my nightmares
Which I can't get through
