Souvenirs Lyrics

He's been around the world and much of it was queer
He got a nasty little rash from a brothel in Tangiers.
A knife it missed his artery in a harem in Algiers
And from a whore in Rotterdam he got Gonorrhoea.

Now he works the fairground, looks back on his career
And anyone who's interested he shows his souvenirs.

He lost a finger and an arm to a grenadier
He lost an eye in Africa to a bushman's spear.
He's been in wicked storms on all the seven seas
He's had scurvy and the plague and tropical disease.

Now he works the fairground, looks back on his career
And anyone who's interested he shows his souvenirs.