i'd like to be somebody else and not know where i've been
i'd like to build myself a house out of plasticine
i've been driving in my car with my friend mr. soft
mr. clean and mr. ben are living in my loft
i'm sorry but i just don't know i know
but when you're happy and you're feeling fine
then you'll know it's the right time
mister sifter sold me songs
now he stops at traffic lights
but only when they're green