text: Our first stop is in Bogotá
  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
  Were on the train to Bangkok
  Aboard the Thailand Express
  Well 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 days toil
  Pulling into Kathmandu
  Smoke rings fill the air
  Perfumed by a Nepal night
  The Express gets you there
  Were on the train to Bangkok
  Aboard the Thailand Express
  Well hit the stops along the way
  We only stop for the best
  Were on the train to Bangkok
  Aboard the Thailand Express
  Well hit the stops along the way
  We only stop for the best
  Yes, were on the train to Bangkok
  Aboard the Thailand Express
  Well hit the stops along the way
  We only stop for the best