Well the soles on my boots are thin and the road is long I've got some money in my pocket, just enough for my way back home I got the sun on my face and the wind in my back I'm wild at heart but my mind is relaxed And I'm walking on the streets of Marrakech Well my phone just got stolen and I don't even give a damn I see some friends drinking sweet tea and eating smoked lamb It's so good to be here in the belly of the beast Where the love drunk lovers and the sinners meet And I'm walking on the streets of Marrakech You know, I've been afraid and I've been confused But now my mind is clear It's good to be anywhere But it's better to be here In his right hand a chicken, in his left hand a knife I saw him cut its throat, I saw him end its life And to tell you the truth I never felt more alive Then after seeing the poor thing die I got a coat made out of the finest leather And after smoking that hash I feel as light as a feather And I'm floating on the sweet breath of Marrakech I'm making my way through the beautiful dirt of Marrakech You know, I've been afraid and I've been confused But now my mind is clear It's good to be anywhere But it's better to be here