So you think youve got it made
In your world of cigarettes and lemonade
Its just a charade
So you think youve got it right
In your world of sleep all day and all night flies
Go fly your kite
I look at your world, the technicolour eye
I look at your world, I dont see nothing right
I look at your face, I dont see no smile
Theres no horizon, theres no horizon
Im living in Bluebell Wood
I bet you wish you could
Im living in Bluebell Land
Come out lets play your band?
Take me to wonderland
I look at your world, the technicolour eye
I look at your world, I dont see nothing right
I look at your face, I dont see no smile
Theres no horizon, theres no horizon
Im living in Bluebell Wood
I bet you wish you could
Im living in Bluebell Land
Come out lets play your band?
Take me to wonderland