Amsterdam (Live)

Amsterdam, spring sunshine
Amsterdam, spring sunshine, ah

So now let's jet to the scene of the crime
Touch down in once upon a time
As Plastic-land gives way
To a new world born today

Amsterdam, spring sunshine, and the
Vibe is alive and the girls look fine
He sits in a cafe
Like Baldwin in the day

Day-Glo walls, incense air
Lounging 'round in velvet chairs
So glad he took the trip
Out the slave-holder's grip

He knew his destiny was looming
And an epiphany was blooming
And the lost was gonna get profound
And the Real was about to go down

And he saw that his whole journey
Through the bowels of the middle-class coon show
Had led him to this single moment of utter crystalline clarity
For the Real was to be revealed right here within this very venue!
There's Hashish on the menu!
Ahhh!
Ahhh!
Ahhh!

Like another coffee while you make up your mind?
Thank you, yes, excuse me
I'm still startled by the sign
This one's free, man, it's on me
You don't have to pay
How's about a sample of the special of the day
This your first time?
Does it show? I'm like an ice cube gone to melt
I hope you find yourself at home
I like the cards that I've been dealt
And how's your mind?
Oh, it's blown
It's a vibe I've never felt
Welcome to Amsterdam!
Amsterdam!
I'm your flight attendant, Miss Renata Holiday
Welcome to Amsterdam!
Amsterdam!
And I welcome you most happily to our little cafe

Now if you think you're dreaming
Pinch yourself and look around
Miracles are commonplace
When you're on holy ground
Some worship our ho's
Some kneel before our hash
Some pray to our Van Goghs
All yours for a little cash
Only in Amsterdam
Amsterdam

If we seem too happy
It's because we truly are
Welcome to Amsterdam
Amsterdam
And we found the meaning of life
Right here inside this bar

Amsterdam
Amsterdam
The enlightened aren't frightened
We let untamed spirits roam
Amsterdam
Amsterdam
But we're the freedom experts, man
So don't try this at home!
Amsterdam
Amsterdam
While there ain't no witch or a yellow brick road
It's an emerald city after two bong loads
Amsterdam
Amsterdam
You can trip all day 'till your mind just melts
Makes Berkeley look like the Bible belt!
Amsterdam
Amsterdam
Woo!

The pilgrim made some progress and was pleased he'd gone forth
I done broke my chains
And escaped to the north
He was gonna meet his destiny
Before he met his maker, yeah
King James Baldwin
Queen Josephine Baker
They blazed his trail when they stepped outta line
They owned Paris and Amsterdam gonna be mine!

He was born again
See, the Real was at hand
Oh, hallelujah! I'm standing on the promised land!
It was like they been expecting him
Like they knew he was on the way
Those casually enlightened regulars
At the Headquarters Café, yeah