Much as I love China and the Chinese people, I can never come to terms with the constant spitting so prevalent in this country. I wrote this little so
Much as I love China and the Chinese people, I can never come to terms with the constant spitting so prevalent in this country. I wrote this little song on my recent trip to Guizhou province.
Lyrics:
...Please don`t spit.
...Please don`t spit.
...It`s not very nice to see.
...Please don`t spit.
...Please don`t spit.
...Please don`t spit near me.
Standing on a Chinese station,
All I hear is expectoration,
Not a very appetizing sound.
While I`m waiting for my train
Gobs of mucus fall like rain,
Making a mucky mine-field of the ground.
Whenever I go out for a walk
People clear their throats and hawk,
Spitting, spitting, spitting all around.
Spitting on the train,
Spitting on the bus,
On the restaurant floor
In front of us.
Spitting, spitting
Spitting everywhere
A sudden gust of wind
Can blow it in your hair.
...Please don`t spit on me.
Beijing`s streets are just as spitty
As any other Chinese city.
Efforts to keep them clean have come to nought.
Olympics are coming in `08,
So now if you expectorate
You`ll be fined a lot of money - if you`re caught.
But habits are hard to change you know.
So why not just go with the flow
And make spitting a new Olympic sport?
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Much as I love China and the Chinese people, I can never come to terms with the constant spitting so prevalent in this country. I wrote this little so
Much as I love China and the Chinese people, I can never come to terms with the constant spitting so prevalent in this country. I wrote this little song on my recent trip to Guizhou province.
Lyrics:
...Please don`t spit.
...Please don`t spit.
...It`s not very nice to see.
...Please don`t spit.
...Please don`t spit.
...Please don`t spit near me.
Standing on a Chinese station,
All I hear is expectoration,
Not a very appetizing sound.
While I`m waiting for my train
Gobs of mucus fall like rain,
Making a mucky mine-field of the ground.
Whenever I go out for a walk
People clear their throats and hawk,
Spitting, spitting, spitting all around.
Spitting on the train,
Spitting on the bus,
On the restaurant floor
In front of us.
Spitting, spitting
Spitting everywhere
A sudden gust of wind
Can blow it in your hair.
...Please don`t spit on me.
Beijing`s streets are just as spitty
As any other Chinese city.
Efforts to keep them clean have come to nought.
Olympics are coming in `08,
So now if you expectorate
You`ll be fined a lot of money - if you`re caught.
But habits are hard to change you know.
So why not just go with the flow
And make spitting a new Olympic sport?
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Originally known as "The Gwailo Song", this song is about the great city of Hong Kong from the point of view of a whingeing expat.
Lyrics:
...We
Originally known as "The Gwailo Song", this song is about the great city of Hong Kong from the point of view of a whingeing expat.
Lyrics:
...We are the ones with longer, straighter noses
...And some of us have been here far too long.
...We don`t get time to stop and smell the roses
...And, anyway, they don`t have roses in Hong Kong.
I`d like to gaze across Victoria Harbour
But I can`t see through that cloud so thick and dark.
The harbour`s growing smaller by the hour,
And they destroy five hundred trees to build a park.
I`d never tried to live inside a shoebox
Until I came to work here in Hong Kong.
My friends all think I must be mad to stay here
But seven million people can`t be wrong.
When people spit or slam doors in your faces,
Bump into you and don`t say thanks or please,
Just be glad you don`t get hit by falling windows
Or fined for littering when you drop your keys.
The passengers on Hong Kong`s public transport
Speak loudly into little mobile phones.
And I dare not say, "Please speak a bit more softly."
Bus Uncle`s words are worse than sticks and stones.
Now Disneyland has come to Lantau Island
But Mickey Mouse is not the one to fear.
What`s the use of making all your millions
If Donald Duck should bring the bird flu here?
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