Overcoat   Old wool cap   Leather gloves   Hide the fat      In a world made of tears   He is safe from his fears      On his own   He's on his own (on his own)   He likes it that way      Thoughts arise   Fear is doubt   Bearing through   Giving smell      It's the happiest day   When he moves far away      From the crowd   The curious crowd      He wants them to,   Stand back the old man's snoring heavy   Down underneath the bridge he's got his,    Mansion of cardboard slats   And it's enough       oohhhh      [lead break]       It's the happiest day   When he moves far away      From the crowd   The curious crowd      He wants them to,   Stand back the old man's snoring heavy   Down underneath the bridge he's got his,    Mansion of cardboard slats   And it's enough (x2)       oooh