Holland versuri

Holland lyrics by The High Llamas

Holland’s ill at ease, with caravans and trees
Cosy, cosy lamp, burns throughout the camp
Two-way radio, Germans on the go
Souped-up Caravelle, Germans living well

Raise the sails and go
Blow, the wind will blow
Down the flags will fold
Cold, the wind blows cold

From his island shack, Honcho’s fighting back
DJ in a cage, DJ in a rage
Hippies will deny, while giving you a ride
This whole trip can’t last, nothing’s hard and fast

Raise the sails and go
Blow, the wind will blow
Down the flags will fold
Cold, the wind blows cold

Raise the sails and go
Blow, the wind will blow
Down the flags will fold
Cold, the wind blows cold

Raise the sails and go
Blow, the wind will blow
Down the flags will fold
Cold, the wind blows cold

Cold, cold