I've found so many people like to smile a lot Smile a lot 'cause they're having so much fun Even when they know they're not
They'll wear some tiny little hat and they'll feel good They'll feel good 'cause their hat is silly And silly means that their time is good
I've learnt that indecision only brings no joy So much joy to a fickle little world That every night I do TV, film myself CCTV And there's panic on the street when it's not around
So we go to all the traffic and children who live far away On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay When they go I am with them, but it won't be long Godhopping for good times when everything starts to go wrong
Powder cake they wear their makeup veils Veils that hide them underneath Such sweaty perfume smells
High-healed they are always looking down Down their confidence is Struggling hard to get around
I've learnt that indecision only brings no joy So much joy to a fickle little world That every night I do TV, film myself CCTV And there's panic on the street when it's not around
So we go to all the traffic and children who live far away On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay When they go I am with them, but it won't be long Godhopping for good times when everything starts to go wrong
So we go to all the traffic and children who live far away On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay When they go I am with them, but it won't be long Godhopping for good times when everything starts to go wrong
All the traffic and children who live far away On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah