Portugal

Pushing through the market square

So many mothers sighing (sighing)

News had just come over

We had five years left to cry in (cry in)

News guy wept and told us

Earth was really dying (dying)

Cried so much his face was wet

Then I knew he was not lying (lying)

I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies

I saw boys, toys, electric irons and TV's

My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare

I had to cram so many things to store everything in there

And all the fat, skinny people

And all the tall, short people

And all the nobody people

And all the somebody people

I never thought I'd need so many people

Done