Dirty old B road, must you keep rolling, flowing into the night
People so busy, make me feel dizzy, taxi light shines so bright
But I don't, need no friends
As long as I gaze on Marsh Gibbon Sunset, I am in paradise
Every day I look at the world from my window
But chilly, chilly is the evening time, Marsh Gibbon's sunset's fine.
Teethgrinder's riding, Marsh Gibbon village, every other night
But he is not lazy, he wants to wander, stay on his bike all night
But I don't, feel afraid
As long as I gaze on Marsh Gibbon Sunset, I am in paradise
Every day I look at the world from my window
But chilly, chilly is the evening time, Marsh Gibbon's sunset's fine.
Millions of people swarming like flies 'round Marsh Gibbon village green
But Teethgrinder crosses over the river where he feels safe and sound
And he don't, need no friends
As long as he gazes on Marsh Gibbon Sunset, he is in paradise
Marsh Gibbon's sunset's fine.