One Night in Bangkok…


…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

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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