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Murray Head - Now This Is Music 2 - One Night in Bangkok
Now This Is Music 2
Disc 1
01. This Is Not America
02. I Want to Know What Love Is
03. Lover Boy
04. We Belong
05. Too Late for Goodbyes
06. You're My Heart, You're My Soul
07. Neutron Dance
08. One Night in Bangkok
09. Treat Her Like a Lady
10. Touch by Touch
11. Do What You Do
12. The Riddle
13. Only When You Leave
14. Sexcrime (Nineteen Eighty Four)
Disc 2
01. Wild Boys
02. We Are the Young
03. The Touch
04. Black Man Ray
05. Let's Talk About Me
06. The Power of Love
07. Unforgettable Fire
08. Solid
09. Let It All Blow
10. What's Love Got to Do With It
11. S.O.S. Fire in the Sky
12. Sharp Dressed Man
13. This Is My Night
14. When the Rain Begins to Fall
Bangkok, Oriental City
But the city don't know what the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world
In a show with everything but Yul Brenner

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'd, 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 a 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 raging
The kind of mating 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