The Boundaries Of Good Taste

Here in our own street

We're happy and composed

We mostly talk about the things

That concern us the most

On every corner there are people people people people

Whose opinions we can trust

And the sky is very blue

Because it's full of ozone too

You don't need much of it

To make you feel fine

We kiss in the summershine

The evil empire will not

Be fended off this time

The wind carries off the clouds

This is the day the summer starts

We make the most of our freedom

And drink warm beer in the park

You don't need much of it

To make you feel fine

We kiss in the summershine

The evil empire will not be fended off this time

The darkness in the world descends upon us all the time

Here in our own street...