Testo di 'Not So Tall' di The Selecter

I took a walk along a yellow street
Where purple faces said it all
I wasn't looking for no sympathy
An opportunity to make me small
Then my skin began to crawl

I took a bus up where the air is green
And all year round the sky is blue
The people all pretend that they can't see
The mediocrity of what they do
Believing what they say is true

Oh it's such a silly dream
But you're not so tall
Oh it's such a simple thing
but you're not so tall
Oh no you're not so tall
At all

I took a stroll along a red-brick road
Where baby's' cheeks are shiny brown
I heard the crack of an almighty load
The curiosity of that fat sound
Brought all the children running round

Oh it's such a silly dream
But you're not so tall
Oh it's such a simple thing
but you're not so tall
Oh no you're not so tall
At all

When I think of the good vibrations
All the things I like to do
Then I get a strange sensation
Why is everyone so cruel

Oh you're not so tall
Oh no you're not so tall, one day, some day)