too much brandy

• güzel bir the streets parçası
• ing. çok fazla brandy
• ayni zamanda original pirate material albumlerinde yer aliyor
• (bkz: sharp darts)
• brandy'nin faydalarının sahane bı sekılde anlatıdılgı guzel bi the strees sahaseri.
  
  smell of good earthy herbs makes my nerves shudder but where were you that cold december
  cos we were in the grasshopper spending guilders
  central station, charged up like scarface amsterdam ain't a nice place off your face, we
  enter the race
  walk down, been there before, done that, no joy, if you're bored, let's go see roy, get
  fucked up with the boys
  calvin, schmalvin, i'm well within my limit, oh hang on a minute, these mushrooms just
  kicked in, think i might be finished
  the ball game heads for the worse, for what it's worth i might just fall off the edge of
  the earth, brain's kind of surfing now
  we wander down darkened pathways in a daze, "want to buy any cocaine?", am i paranoid? "yes,
  you're paranoid"
  charlie, darling, please save me, this is raving, take me home to my baby, two bags of
  mushrooms, room's mushed up and i need a cradle
  
  in its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
  in its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
  
  now getting to the bar's gonna be trouble
  so the marlons'll have to be doubles
  then you drink doubles
  the same speed you drink singles
  ah beautiful, the barman holds aloft the crystal glass and i'm having all that's in the
  bubble in the bottom of the bottle
  then by three or four, your head's a bit mangled
  club's full, you mingle
  you dance the fandango
  you sing all your favourite jingles
  far gone on one, call me baron von marlon
  one has a monocle and cigar
  dickie-bow and long johns
  my utility belt tells me it's to the bar batman
  fat cans of that lager then it's straight to the dance-floor
  for much more fancy footwork, it's adored by many amour
  don't awe me with your little sidestep technique
  gget to the beat, loosen up, it's the streets
  
  in its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
  in its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
  
  we eat junk food, sat drunk on the tube
  every time the train clunks i feel like puking
  wonder whether that beautiful bird'll ring,
  then it all goes hazy, these are the days we're walking up out and back to the road, talking
  well shouting actually, loads more drunk, by jove, mind's focused, balance fucked up
  ra, ra, ra, it's all back to the dogstar and if it's his round i'm quite partial to another
  marlon at the bar
  bad idea to start again late, should've given my brain a break
  take it easy mate, you start to think you're a state, you definitely are a state
  
  in its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
  in its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy