Letra de Gogol Mogol

The person who called Amsterdam “Mokum” was a hardcore provincial (there are plenty of those around, God knows!)*
Wherever he’s from, once in Amsterdam, he’ll go straight to the Red Light District’s coffee shops and, not so straight, back to his Bed-and-Breakfast. There he will collapse on his cot: totally brain dead
Look! There’s the smartass; he only wants to smoke hashish and he wants to do it now! And in no time he’ll drag his feet along the Damrak, his bloodshot eyes staring at an eternity of busy passers-by. And no one notices that there’s anyone around…
Ref: Thai-Thai…