Murray Head - One Night In Bangkok

One night in Bangkok makes
The hard man humble
Not much between
Despair and ecstasy

One night in Bangkok
And the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful
With your company
I can feel the devil
Walking next to me

Bangkok
Oriental setting
But the city don't know
What the city is getting

The crème de la crème
Of the chess world
In a show with everything
But Yul Brynner

Time flies
Doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa
Had the chess boards in it

All changed
Don't you know that when you
Play at this level
There's no ordinary venue

It's Iceland
Or the Philippines
Or Hastings
Or, or this place

One night in Bangkok
And the world's your oyster
The bars are temples
But their ‘pearls’ ain't free

You'll find a god
In every golden cloister
And if you're lucky
Then the god's a she
I can feel an angel
Sliding up to me

One town's
Very like another
When your head's down
Over your pieces, brother

It's a drag
It's a bore
It's really such a pity
To be looking at the board
Not looking at the city

Whattaya mean?!
You've seen one crowded
Polluted, stinking town

Tea girls, warm and sweet
(Sweet)
Some are set up in
The Somerset Maugham suite Get Thai'ed
You're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's
Among the purest

I get my kicks
Above the waistline
Sunshine!

One night in Bangkok makes
The hard man humble
Not much between
despair and ecstasy

One night in Bangkok
And the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful
With your company
I can feel the devil
Walking next to me

Siam's gonna be
The witness
To the ultimate test
Of cerebral fitness

This grips me more than
Would a muddy old river
Or reclining Buddha

Thank God
I'm only watching the game
Controlling it

I don't see
You guys rating
The kind of mate
I'm contemplating

I'd let you watch
I would invite you
But the queens we use
Would not excite you

So you better go back
To your bars, your temples
Your ‘massage’ parlors

One night in Bangkok
And the world's your oyster
The bars are temples
But their pearls ain't free

You'll find a god
In every golden cloister
A little flesh
A little history
I can feel an angel
Sliding up to me

One night in Bangkok makes
The hard man humble
Not much between
Despair and ecstasy

One night in Bangkok
And the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful
With your company
I can feel the devil
Walking next to me