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Spice Train [Radio Edit] Lyrics
One big bazaar
The Earth is like a garage sale
I'm pitching my stall
To cater to the infidel
And if you roll with it
You can ride the Spice Train
When it boils down to it,
You could hold the world
In the palm of your hand
And the beat goes on
From Bahrain to Brixton
From Beirut to Bruges
From Beijing to Boston
And if you roll with it
You can ride the Spice Train
When it comes down to it,
You would trade it all
For one night in her arms
One big bazaar
The Earth is like a garage sale
And I peddle my wares
Wherever there's a floor to fill
And if you roll with it
You can ride the Spice Train
When it comes down to it,
You would trade it all
For one night in her arms
Still the beat goes on
From Bahrain to Brixton
From Beirut to Bruges
From Beijing to Boston
Still the beat goes on
Still the beat goes on
Still the beat goes on, on, on...
The Earth is like a garage sale
I'm pitching my stall
To cater to the infidel
You can ride the Spice Train
When it boils down to it,
You could hold the world
In the palm of your hand
From Bahrain to Brixton
From Beirut to Bruges
From Beijing to Boston
You can ride the Spice Train
When it comes down to it,
You would trade it all
For one night in her arms
The Earth is like a garage sale
And I peddle my wares
Wherever there's a floor to fill
You can ride the Spice Train
When it comes down to it,
You would trade it all
For one night in her arms
From Bahrain to Brixton
From Beirut to Bruges
From Beijing to Boston
Still the beat goes on
Still the beat goes on, on, on...
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