They painted us up
and shouted us down
they wanted us to be
just a face in the crowd
and all the time they never saw
the people we are
in a world of fast cars
every time you pass
you try not to laugh at me
you don`t want to love me out sympathy
I guess that you admire me
for my humility
in a world of fast cars
We don`t hear the jokes
that eveyone else hears
when they walk behind us
on our holidays
we just don`t fit into deckchairs
and take walks along the pier
Even the lonely people
deal us out
think I`ll walk down town
and sit on a roundabout
and drivers will keep driving
cos` they`re too polite to shout
"hey look at that fat boy"
in a world of fast cars