Here I am in Amsterdam 

I like it here they speak my language 

Even though it's not my own 

It's got BBC for comfort zone 

And best of all, it's got Marks & Spencers 

Equality for the masses never felt better 



Some of my dreams, they may have come true 

But so have my nightmares which I can't get through 



And now I've lost the power to speak 

And now I've lost the power to eat 

Idle and out of touch in Europe 

Nothing's gone and nothing's changed 

All that was before will still remain 

It's too late to learn a new currency 



Some of my dreams, they may have come true 

But so have my nightmares which I can't get through