The Clash - Safe European Home lyrics

Who dat Martian arrival at the airport?

How many local dollars for a local anaesthetic?

The Johnny on the corner was a very sympathetic

I went to the place where every white face is an invitation

To robbery

An's sitting here in my safe European home

I don't wanna go back there again

Wasn't I lucky n' wouldn't it be loverly?

Send us all cards, an' have a laying in on a Sunday

I was there for two weeks, so how come I never tell

That natty dread drinks at the Sheraton Hotel?

Now they got the sun, an' they got the palm trees

They got the weed, an' they got the taxis

Whoa, the harder the come, n' the home of ol' bluebeat

Yes I'd stay an' be a tourist but I can't take the gunplay