Sitting on Top of the World ------------------------------------------------------------
(Jem Finer/James Fearnley/Terry Woods)
Well it's been a long day but I don't like to moan It's the middle of summer and I'm chilled to the bone THere's holes in my shoes where the rain comes in I'm sitting on top of the world
Walking in the shadows of empty office blocks I was talking to a stranger and he's on the rocks Down on the pavement living in a box I'm sitting on top of the world
Oh no can't anybody see It's been a bad day and I want a little peace
Oh no won't you please help me I want to lie down but there's no beds free
Down on the corner there's starry eyed preachers Rattling cans and pimping Jesus There's madmen on boxes makig speeches I'm sitting on top of the world
You can't sit in the sunshine or go out after dark There's dogs on the loose acting like sharks There's psychos on the streets burning winos in the park I'm sitting on top of the world
Oh no I wish I was gone I want to get going before too long
Oh no I want to leave town But I can't drive my car 'cause they put it in the pound
The masters of industry are killing for oil There's poison in the air the water and the soil We're all turning mutant they're counting up their spoils I'm sitting on top of the world
I turn on the TV and it makes me want to cry There's killing and there's torture there's destruction and there's lies And our leaders talk rubbish and more people die I'm sitting on top of the world
Oh no I can't take anymore I'm shaking all over and my nerves are all raw
Oh no my head's a little sore I want to get out but I can't find the door
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