Lyrics
And after smoking that hash i feel as light as a feather, i saw him end its life
Just enough for my way back home, well the soles on my boots are thin and the road is long, i ve been afraid and i ve been confused
I got a coat made out of the finest leather, and i m walking on the streets of marrakech Douwe, where the love drunk lovers and the sinners meet
And i m floating on the sweet breath of marrakech, i ve been afraid and i ve been confused
and i m walking on the streets of marrakech
It s so good to be here in the belly of the beast, but now my mind is clear, but it s better to be here
and to tell you the truth i never felt more alive
But it s better to be here, i see some friends drinking sweet tea and eating smoked lamb, it s good to be anywhere
And i m walking on the streets of marrakech, and i m walking on the streets of marrakech
i got a coat made out of the finest leather
and to tell you the truth i never felt more alive
and after smoking that hash i feel as light as a feather
but it s better to be here
I m wild at heart but my mind is relaxed, but it s better to be here
I got the sun on my face and the wind in my back, i ve got some money in my pocket
and after smoking that hash i feel as light as a feather
it s good to be anywhere
well the soles on my boots are thin and the road is long
Where the love drunk lovers and the sinners meet, just enough for my way back home
but it s better to be here
i saw him cut its throat
But it s better to be here, it s good to be anywhere Douwe, in his left hand a knife