Ballad Of The Bangkok Novotel
Manic Street Preachers Lyrics


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(spoken)
The ballad of the Bangkok novotel

(sung)
No scream, no smile, no nothing for me
It's so hot that I can't breathe
Nine stone two and six foot three
Rats are crawling on my feet
Shrivel to nothing for the company
Lizards and geckos cover me
Military police are after me
But everybody else is so happy

Mini sized apples filled with disease
Even the water tastes like tea
On a diet of Gaviscon
Look at me I'm fuckin' gone
A light watch five times a day
Madonna's fuckin' on the car again
On the phone ten times a day
Hiding under the table again

Breakfast, my mouth tastes like piss
Masturbation, there's nothing left
In a daze, anorexic haze
Look outside and join the insane
The bug inside of me won't go
Egg and chips is all I want
So hungry I can taste home
Wake up screaming on all fours

Knocking-knock-knocking on my door
My life is a disaster
Giant ice cubes rolling on the floor
Someone help me, dear God
Everybody has fake smiles
I am losing my fuckin' mind
I've had enough of being alone
I'd give anything to save my soul

I think that I have seen the devil
Satan smiles at me in the mirror
Revolution in the golden palace
Four sickly boys are losing resistance
So much porn and alcohol
I'm so numb to my hormones




But my purity is winning
Five years later I'm still shaking

Overall Meaning

The Ballad of the Bangkok Novotel is a vivid portrayal of the singer’s disorienting experience in a foreign and unfamiliar place. The lyrics are ripe with images of discomfort, dissociation, and madness, painting a picture of someone desperately clinging onto their sanity amidst a chaotic backdrop of rats, lizards, and military police. The singer is physically and emotionally drained, surviving on a diet of Gaviscon and mini-sized apples while trying to make sense of an environment in which even the water tastes like tea.


The song’s theme is a commentary on the disillusionment that comes with travel, particularly to destinations that fail to meet one’s romanticized expectations. The singer is overwhelmed by the reality of Thailand, a place which may have once seemed exotic but now feels like a prison. The song portrays a sense of alienation from others who seem content in their madness, living vicariously through sex, drugs, and pornography. The singer, however, remains isolated in his misery and desperation.


Overall, The Ballad of the Bangkok Novotel is a powerful meditation on the human experience of dislocation and disorientation, particularly when one is confronted with an unforgiving and intense environment like Bangkok.


Line by Line Meaning

No scream, no smile, no nothing for me
I feel emotionless and empty


It's so hot that I can't breathe
The heat is unbearable


Nine stone two and six foot three
I am of small build and tall in height


Rats are crawling on my feet
Rats are infesting my surroundings


Shrivel to nothing for the company
I am sacrificing myself for the company's success


Lizards and geckos cover me
Lizards and geckos are everywhere around me


Military police are after me
I am being pursued by law enforcement


But everybody else is so happy
Everyone else seems content despite my struggles


Mini sized apples filled with disease
The small apples I eat are contaminated


Even the water tastes like tea
Even the water I drink tastes strange


On a diet of Gaviscon
I am heavily reliant on antacid medication


Look at me I'm fuckin' gone
I am in a state of despair and losing myself


A light watch five times a day
I am obsessed with checking the time


Madonna's fuckin' on the car again
I am hallucinating or delusional, imagining a celebrity having sex on a car


On the phone ten times a day
I am constantly on the phone


Hiding under the table again
I am afraid and seeking refuge


Breakfast, my mouth tastes like piss
My breakfast is foul-tasting


Masturbation, there's nothing left
I feel empty and unfulfilled even after sexual release


In a daze, anorexic haze
I am in a foggy state and suffering from anorexia


Look outside and join the insane
I see madness all around me


The bug inside of me won't go
A feeling of unease and discomfort won't fade


Egg and chips is all I want
My cravings are basic and simple


So hungry I can taste home
My hunger is all-consuming


Wake up screaming on all fours
I wake up in terror and distress


Knocking-knock-knocking on my door
Someone is repeatedly knocking on my door


My life is a disaster
My life is in turmoil and chaos


Giant ice cubes rolling on the floor
I am experiencing strange and inexplicable events


Someone help me, dear God
I am desperate for assistance


Everybody has fake smiles
Everyone around me is disingenuous


I am losing my fuckin' mind
I am going crazy


I've had enough of being alone
I can no longer endure being isolated


I'd give anything to save my soul
I am at a point of desperation for redemption


I think that I have seen the devil
I have had a terrifying encounter with evil


Satan smiles at me in the mirror
I am haunted by the image of the devil in my reflection


Revolution in the golden palace
There is chaos and rebellion in a place of luxury


Four sickly boys are losing resistance
Four weak and ailing individuals are succumbing to their struggles


So much porn and alcohol
I am consuming large amounts of pornographic material and alcohol


I'm so numb to my hormones
I am desensitized to my sexual desires and impulses


But my purity is winning
Despite my struggles, I am maintaining some degree of innocence or virtue


Five years later I'm still shaking
The trauma of my experiences still affects me years later




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Comments from YouTube:

ANOTHER ACCOUNT

Great track, Nicky's contribution is very underrated to the music.

Ryan Sams

Is it?

dontan city

just found out that you have this song. I had been there when you walked in the hotel. Your live concert was terrific. I missed it. From despair to Bangkok.

Jimmy Brown

No scream, no smile,
No nothing for me
It's so hot that I can't breathe
Nine stone two and six foot three
Rats are crawling on my feet
Shrivel to nothing for the company
Lizards and geckos cover me
Military Police are after me
But everybody else seems so happy

Mini sized apples filled with disease
Even the water tastes like tea
On a diet of Gaviscon
Look at me I'm fucking gone
A light watch, my time today
Madonna's fucking on the car again
On the phone ten times a day
Hiding under the table again

Breakfast, my mouth tastes like piss
Masturbation, there's nothing left
In a daze, anorexic haze
Look outside and join the insane
The bug inside of me won't go
Egg and chips is all I want
So hungry I can taste home
Wake up screaming on all fours

Knocking knock knocking on my door
My life is a disaster
Giant ice cubes rolling on the floor
Someone help me dear God
Everybody has fake smiles
I am losing my fucking mind
I've had enough of being alone
I'd give anything to save my soul

I think that I have seen the Devil
Satan smiles at me in the mirror
Revolution in the Golden Palace
Four sickly boys are losing resistance
So much porn and alcohol
I'm so numb to my hormones
But my liberty is winning
Five years later I'm still shaking

Well-Off Poodle

I've been looking for this for 5 minutes!!!

Graham Smith Bass

Such sixth form poetry, when I was 16 I thought this was profound!

Da Salvo

Quite true, but "On a diet of Gaviscon, look at me I'm fucking gone" is still nice

Michael Burke

Remind me never to go to a Bangkok Novotel.

Terry Lawrence

This is the B side of Found That Soul, not Ocean Spray.