…makes a hard man humble.
Actually, it’s more like four nights, but this song always pops into my head when I think of Bangkok. I leave today to meet up with BootBoyz Sean and Nick for a few days of catching up and planning ahead.
We’ve set up a site to post our adventures to. Not quite ready yet, but keep an eye on this link: ThaiBlog.com.
Here’s the rest of the lyrics by Murray Head:
Bangkok, Oriental setting
And the city don’t know that the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner
Time flies - doesn’t seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boys in it
All change - 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!
CHORUS:
One night in Bangkok and the world’s your oyster
The bars are temples but the 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
CHORUS:
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
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town…
CHORUS:
Tea, girls, warm, 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
CHORUS:
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
And thank God I’m only watching the game, controlling it
I don’t see you guys rating
The kind of mate 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 parlours
CHORUS:
One night in Bangkok and the world’s your oyster
The bars are temples but the 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 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
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See you tonight Chris. I’ve posted a lot of photos to the Thaiblog and when we get the thing working you’ll be able to see where we’ve been.
Hi there. Actually, it was only made famous by Murray Head. But it was written for the musical “Chess”. Tim Rice and those two guys from ABBA wrote and composed the song. Just a little unasked for information. Cheers!
Now that you have this giant blog network, or blogwork if you may…whre’s my LA blog?
Delara,
I thought we e-mailed you about this already - sorry if we didn’t - but year - sure - we’d love to set-up and host your getting out of dodge blog…let us know and hope all is well with you
Sean
Hi
Thank you for a great site, it is truly superb reading 
While I am here, if anyone is going to Bali, Indonesia, may I please ask them to avoid Bali Discovery Tours of Sanur as they filed a false police complaint against my friend just because he works for a competitor of theirs (and because he caught them cheating on hotel rates). If you know anything about how corrupt and nasty the police are in Bali, you will understand. My friend was released without charge after 3 days, and had his illegally confiscated passport returned. It is a disgrace for such a beautiful island. Shame on Indonesia.
Shouldn’t it be ‘Four Knights’ - aaah… although, there’s only three of you now…
And, did you do a google search to come up w the artist of that song? Methinks it’s Murray Head, no? Though it does remind me of that song, One Night I Had My Hand On It, by [Dick]head Murray… Know him? Sry, don’t mean to reduce this wonderful blog to a ‘thorny tree…’
Not that I’m Bitter Ging
ps. I can see why you’re singing that song, however, and look fwd to reading Thaiblog…