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...