Lyrics

TOYS

You see it
In a store window
You see it
In your mind’s eye
You see it
At a friend’s house
You want it
You don’t know why

You see it
Over and over
You see it
In magazines
You don’t know
Which way the wind blows
You don’t know why you dream

And so the paradoxic conclusion to your ambitions
To gather more profusion you will add to your collection
And I’ll look up yo you and one day wish I’d been like you
‘Cos at the end of the day
You’re the king of the hill
Maybe I’ll say
Maybe I will
Say
The one with the most toys wins

How do I come to know you?
How do I come to see?
Stereotype your face value
Maybe you are much like me
Well I don’t know
I don’t know nothin’
I just feel
Incomplete
Why should youeven listen
You got the world at your feet
And you’re walking
All over me

And so the paradoxic…. (etc)

Toys, Toys
Feeling so much better
Can’t hear you for the noise

c. 3/96 Pearson/Boosh Music BMI