ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Johnny on the monorail


Down, down the pause and walk away
Even in the streets your feet don’t move
See their faces through the Perspex
Turn to stare back up at you

You, your eyes are green and mine are blue
In the subway darkness I am watching you
Oh my, my you are so sci-fi
Please will you let me ride

Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail
Monorail

Ooh, you know that life is terminal
It’s the Paris Pullman in your mind again
Eyes like cameras move their lenses
Take this dream I offer you

Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail

All we cannot see we call invisible
Tracks that move on pylons through the sky
Oh my, my you are so sci-fi
Please will you let me ride

Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail

Johnny, on the monorail

Johnny, on the monorail

Johnny, on the monorail

Johnny, on the monorail

Johnny, on the monorail

Johnny, on the monorail