And the women tug their hair Like they're trying to prove it won't fall out And all the men are Gargolyes Dipped long in Irish Stout
The whole place is pickled The people are pickles for sure An no-one knows if they've done more here than They ever would do in a jar
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome 'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere Anywhere alone, anywhere alone
And everyone is blonde And everyone is beautiful And when blond and beautiful are multiple They become so dull and dutyfull
And when faced with dull and dutyfull They fire red warning flares Battle Khaki personality with red underwear
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome 'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere Anywhere alone, anywhere alone
The whole place is pickled The people are pickles for sure And no-one knows if they've done more here Than they ever would do in a jar
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome 'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere Anywhere alone, this could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome 'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere Anywhere alone, anywhere alone
Anywhere alone, anywhere alone Anywhere alone, alone, alone Hmm, this could be Rotterdam or anywhere........