Hitched a hiker
Up above the border
She'd spent some time

In Morocco and Gibraltar
And stole my wallet
With a picture of my misses

With fond remembrances
Of everything and kisses
From the isle of dogs

To the Egyptian sands
Where the Arabs chew on dates
And I haven't forgot what it's like to be

With Misadventure and her mates
Misadventure and her mates


I miss the east end
High above the Khyber
And I'm the target

For a dozen rebel snipers
It's not so bad
There were some beers in the freezer

And something fancy
In the air-conditioned sleeper
From the isle of dogs

To the Egyptian sands
Where the Arabs chew on dates
And I haven't forgot what it's like to be

With Misadventure and her mates
Misadventure and her mates


In moving carpets
Through the customs at Dover
Thinking my journey

Was going to be over
Then they discovered
A shipment of moroccan

And said excuse me sir
There's something you've forgotten
From the isle of dogs

To the Egyptian sands
Where the Arabs chew on dates
And I haven't forgot what it's like to be

With Misadventure and her mates
Behind prison walls and gates