Not Enough
You know, you gotta know
That's why I chose to tell ya
That humble stance and timid glance makes your world turn so slow
You know, you gotta know
There's no one going to help you
Watching you, that shyness too, with everyone you know
You know, you gotta know
That's how they step around you
It takes you twice the time to find the things you're looking for
You know, you're moving slow
No one will stop to tell you
You can light up anyone you please
You should spend less time down on your knees
Lately I've be
National Express
Take the National Express when your life's in a mess
It'll make you smile
All human life is here
From the feeble old dear to the screaming child
From the student who knows that to have one of those
Would be suicide
To the family man
Manhandling the pram with paternal pride
And everybody sings "ba ba ba da..."
We're going where the air is free
On the National Express there's a jolly hostess
Selling crisps and tea
She'll provide you with drinks and theatrical winks
For a sky-high fee
Mini-Skirts were in style when she danced down the aisle
Back in '63 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But it's hard to get by when your arse is the size
Of a small country
And everybody sings "ba ba ba da..."
We're going where the air is free
Tomorrow belongs to me
When you're sad and feeling blue
With nothing better to do
Don't just sit there feeling stressed
Take a trip on the National Express