Goddamn' Europeans!
Take me back to beautiful England
And the grey, damp filthiness of ages, and battered books,
Fog rolling down behind the mountains,
And on the graveyards, and dead sea-captains.
Let me walk through the stinking alleys
To the music of drunken beatings,
Past the Thames River, glistening like gold
Hastily sold for nothing....NOTHING!