Lyrics Only One Not Smiling - The Correspondents

Only One Not Smiling

Clap along, clap along
He’s tipped to be the next big thing
But why do I feel like I’m watching an advert every time he sings?
Fair enough, fair enough
Everyone’s trying to make a living
Everybody needs to make a deal with Diet Coke to keep all the plates spinning
Am I the only one not smiling in this place?
«Sale now on!
Sale now on!»
«The big discounts of the year!»
The crowds outside the store are bigger than a Hollywood premiere
And I’ve seen, I’ve seen
Two sets of punches thrown
The first for an HD TV, the second for a phone
Am I the only one not smiling in this place?
What’s this, what’s this?
Is it 1955?
He says she’s asking for trouble with that dress that shows her thighs
Now, with a bottle of wine, bottle of wine
Oh, I see him making a move
Then I hear him call her frigid just because she refused
And she’s the only one not smiling in this place
Drink up, drink up
I really want to leave
Those red-faced men in here are shouting stuff you wouldn’t believe
Anyone, anyone, who’s not what they know
Is a direct threat that might infect that status quo
And they’re the only ones not smiling in this place
Time out, time out
I wanna get-a this right
I’ve been to the top three times
And three times I thought I’d died
Can I opt-out, opt-out?
It’s too fast for me
You may wanna see the world as a blur, but I would rather sightsee
How will this madness ever end?
Are we the only ones still smiling in this place?
What do you know, what do you know?
Here I feel just fine
I’m not waiting sullen-faced to hear something out of line
What do we do, what do we do?
I know it might sound strange
But I can feel a turning point if you can see a change
What do you know, what do you know?
Here I feel just fine
I’m not waiting sullen-faced to hear something out of line
What do we do, what do we do?
I know it might sound strange
But I can feel a turning point if you can see a change