Spreaders - Lisbon Lyrics

It's the best idea we ever had
To set our tents in the
Middle of a camp
No need to bring a phone
Or a kway
Just take a sangria
In the middle of the day
Three steps on the warm ground
I took a deep breath of air
And I suddenly heard the sound
Of a Bom Dia Tudo Bem
Come, come, come to the place of love
Love, love the sweet taste of home
Home, feel alive in Lisbon
Gabi, Noelle and Gio were sleeping like babies in the hammock
Tzlil was singing songs and Steven played tunes of Woodstock
Glitter was shining on the cheeks of the Queens of Southampton
And Janka was spreading the powder of love on our shoulders with Jon
Among our mellow neighbours
Lovely boys and girls
And Portuguese brothers
To remind us that you should
Come, come, come to the place of love
Love, love the sweet taste of home
Home, feel alive in Lisbon
Come, come, come to the place of love
Love, love the sweet taste of home
Home, feel alive in Lisbon