Here I am in amsterdam
I like it here they speak my language
Even though it's not my own
It's got b.b.c. for comfort zoneBut best of all it's got marks and spencer
Equality for the masses never felt betterAnd some of my dreams
They may have come true
But so have my nightmares
Which I can't get throughAnd now I've lost the power to speak
And now I've lost the power to eat
Idle and out of touch in europeNothing's gone and nothing's changed
All that was before will still remain
It's too late to learn a new currencyAnd some of my dreams
They may have come true
But so have my nightmares
Which I can't get through