David Bowie - Amsterdam lyrics
[David Bowie - Amsterdam lyrics]
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps to
The old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies full of beer
Full of cries in a drunken town fight
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn by the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats only
Fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey! Bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch but
He's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs and
He zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune that
Their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night with the
Roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance and
They laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night with
Their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health of
The whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies to
A thousand other men
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins, well
He just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky and
He aims it up above and he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps to
The old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies full of beer
Full of cries in a drunken town fight
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn by the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats only
Fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey! Bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch but
He's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs and
He zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune that
Their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night with the
Roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance and
They laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night with
Their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health of
The whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies to
A thousand other men
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins, well
He just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky and
He aims it up above and he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam