Lyrics Bombay - 77 Bombay Street

Bombay

Sitting under the palm trees in the shade
busking out to make a little money
we don’t care if we ain’t getting paid
it’s all about our little journey
In our shoes are many little holes
in my pockets only a little money
but we’ll take each day as it falls
we’re gonna take another story
And everywhere we go
people always know
Here I come, here we go,
playing music on the way to Bombay
a perfect song, a perfect soul,
it’s a perfect monday.
Feel awake feel the wind in our face
I’m sure my heart is in the right place
o-oh, o-o-oh
Making up a drum beat on the shore
the little kids are singing to the rhythm
so we’ll keep on singing encores
and all we ever need we’re given
And everywhere we go
people always know
Here I come, here we go,
playing music on the way to Bombay
a perfect song, a perfect soul,
it’s a perfect monday.
Feel awake feel the wind in our face
I’m sure my heart is in the right place
o-oh, o-o-oh
We can’t tell you what it feels like,
clap your hands and you’ll feel alright
good times my bro by my side
having fun and enjoying our life
we are one family
we have everything we need to be happy
so clap your hands and sing along
'cause for you yeah for you is this song
Here I come, here we go,
playing music on the way to Bombay
a perfect song, a perfect soul,
it’s a perfect monday.
Feel awake feel the wind in our face
I’m sure my heart is in the right place
o-oh, o-o-oh
Here I come, here we go,
playing music on the way to Bombay
a perfect song, a perfect soul,
it’s a perfect monday.
Feel awake feel the wind in our face
I’m sure my heart is in the right place
o-oh, o-o-oh