Euromad Lyrics - T Bone Burnett

I went Euromad out on the road last fall 

Between the Roman churches and the German music halls 

Were it not for Mr. Gordon and his fine distillery 

I might have never got this far, it would be all the same to me 

It started in Bologna when I stepped between the lights 

I thought I'd lost my charisma my life flashed before my eyes 

The communists rejected me, I didn't fit their plan 

And anyway I must assume they're anti-American 

It might have been Geneva in a darkened discotheque 

And though I met Sophia, I still got it in the neck 

A journalist he spied on me like I always knew they would 

He wrote me off like a business trip I felt deeply misunderstood 

Or maybe it was Paris blazing dignity and pride 

It's a city full of heiresses where I very nearly died 

I woke up in the circus with a whistling in my ears 

I'm ready for the antidote can you tell me what it is 

I went Euromad out on the road last fall 

Between the Roman churches and the German music halls 

Were it not for Mr. Gordon and his fine distillery 

I might have never made it through this Euromisery 

Were it not for Mr. Gordon and his fine distillery 

I might have never made it through this Euromisery