Bombay - 77 Bombay Street

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