The ballad of the Bangkok Novotel

No scream, no smile, 
No nothing for me
It's so hot that I can't breathe
Nine stone two and six foot three
Rats are crawling on my feet
Shrivel to nothing for [bad word] Lizards and geckos cover me
Military Police are after me
But everybody else seems so happy

Mini sized apples filled with disease
Even the water tastes like tea
On a diet of Gaviscon
Look at me I'm [bad word] gone
light watch, my time today
Madonna's [bad word] on the car again
On the phone ten times a day
Hiding under the table again

Breakfast, my mouth tastes like [bad word] [bad word]  there's nothing left
In a daze, anorexic haze
Look outside and join the insane
The bug inside of me won't go
Egg and chips is all I want
So hungry I can taste home
Wake up screaming on all fours

Knocking knock knocking on my door
My life is a disaster
Giant ice cubes rolling on the floor
Someone help me dear God
Everybody has fake smiles
I am losing my [bad word] mind
I've had enough of being alone
I'd give anything to save my soul

I think that I have seen the Devil
Satan smiles at me in the mirror
Revolution in the Golden Palace
Four sickly boys are losing resistance
So much [bad word] and alcohol
I'm so numb to my hormones
But my liberty is winning
Five years later I'm still shaking