Barcelona...
Sandals, sneakers and shoes
Stepping on a...
Carpet of canine poo
You're always gonna
Have the smell of a loo.
People talking...
But don't care what they say
Keep on smoking...
Tons of tar every day
I guess they're joking
Saying they live the best way.
You wake up every morning
To such a lot of noise
You'd like to say you're civilized
But bullshit drowns your voice.
Barcelona...
You just don't have a clue
I guess I'm gonna...
Have to walk out on you.
Your girls are often pretty
Your guys are sometimes cool
But when you look into their minds
They're but a bunch of fools.
Barcelona...
Why don't you just confess
That you were born'a...
Be forever a mess.
Barcelona...
Sandals, sneakers and shoes
You're always gonna
Have the smell of a loo.