With the ease
of a practised smile
with the tears of a crocodile
Well shake then
wash your hands
of the smell of foreign lands
The propaganda woman said
it might be worse
you could be dead
Now we've an impressive show
Let's wind it up
and watch it go
Still a strange thing to me
is there's no place
I'd rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
up and down
and turning blue
No pie in the sky
for the small
man gets smaller
but a poke in the eye
from an unwelcome caller
Still a strange thing to me
is there's no place
I'd rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
up and down
and turning blue
Policeman's eyes on overload
a fractured island
might explode
a million pieces
washed ashore
from Disneyland to Warsaw
Let's have a rehearsal run
an underground holiday
in the sun
Take time to sit and reflect
a white wall where
the sun collects
Still a strange thing to me
well there's no place
I'd rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
up and down
and turning blue
Still a strange thing to me
well there's no place
I'd rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
up and down