Switzerland

Switzerland is not The Sound of Music
In Zürich I lost my expectations
In a radio station
When they played my song
And Fritz got the speed all wrong
No Switzerland is not
My favourite chocolate
In Basel I lost my inclination
In a railway station drinking coffee
With a complimentary toffee
I lost my sweetest tooth.
Take me back, back to Hackney
With the dirty roads
And loads of cranky people
Take me home
To the rags and bones of Hackney
Goodbye Fritz and Switzerland.
Switzerland I boogied and I moaned
At a disco with everybody stoned
I love your mountains and your banks
But your pop songs no thanks
I?d rather sing my songs.