knows no pain golden bubble So protected from the rain no fear or concept struggle and the moon and the sun they revolve around him and the toys and the playground yes they belong to him
I'm still waiting for my yellow teapot and my flying carpet And the little people living with the old lady in her giant shoe yes the old lady in her giant shoe
Now the colour tv screens tell them all what they want and they need to have some get and some don't some admire from the distance and the old get caught in their fantasy world what you need is a numance and magic wardrobes
I'm still waiting for my yellow teapot and my flying carpet And the little people living with the old lady in her shoe yes the old lady in her giant shoe
So what happens when you say no You must do as you're told and wait your turn lying in the road that's the part ways borns afloat and they follow their leader with their radiant frown while I sit and observe them as they dazzle the crowd
I'm still waiting for my yellow teapot and my flying carpet And the little people living with the old lady in her giant shoe yes the old lady in her giant shoe