Our first stop is in Bogota
To check Colombian fields
The natives smile
and pass along
A sample of their yield
Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams
Golden Acapulco nights
Then Morocco and the East
Fly by morning light
We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops
along the way
We only stop for the best
Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon
We burn the midnight oil
The fragrance of Afghanistan
Rewards a long day's toil
Pullin' into Katmandu
Smoke rings fill the air
Perfumed by a Nepal night
The Express gets you there
We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops
along the way
We only stop for the best
We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops
along the way
We only stop for the best
Yes we're on the train
to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops
along the way
We only stop for the best