Well I found myself in a world of painnAnd I thought I'd try to get awaynSo I went online and booked a tripnI thought I was due a holidaynnSo I sat right down and wrote to younOh dear John those things you donSo I packed my stuff and cleared the roomnOff I go singing a different tunennSo I'm in the cab, I'm running latenI have no hope within these city gatesnI think of things I should have donenCountless things I should have brungnnOh no, what can I donThe passport check, I'm already throughnI've got a feeling in my gutnThat I'm in a short queue for a lot of bad lucknnI should have heedednMy father sayingnThat things will go wrongnIf you try to run before you crawlnnWell as I found things can get worsenAnd I'm starting to think I may be cursednWhile the kid behind, he's kicking menPosessed by demons on TVnnOh no, what can I donMy passport's gone, my wallet toonI've eaten fish and I'm feeling sicknI can only hope I'll be landing quicknnWell first I knew we were over the creeknAnd I got so bad I couldn't speaknI was all heated up from MexiconBut I was landing now, down in MoscownnOh no, this just won't donI wanted heat and it's minus twonI'm all chilled up and I'm feeling madnI couldn't believe it could get this badnnI should have heedednMy father sayingnThat things will go wrongnIf you rush too fast you will fallnnWell I'd lost my bags and all I hadnWas duty free and a fashion magnWith no cash and no Visa toonI had a lot of explaining to donnWell, they said, this just won't donThis is counterfit and so are younWell I found myself without my shoesnIn the cold jail cell and I've got the bluesnnI should have heedednMy father sayingn'Cause things did go wrongnWhen I tried to run, and face it head onn