Don''t, don''t make wars and walkaway

even in the streets your feet don''t move

see their faces through the perspex

turn to stare back up at you

you, your eyes are green and mine are blue

in the subway darkness I am watching you



Oh my-my, you are so sci-fi,

please will you let me ride?



Johnny, riding on the monorail (x3)



Monora-a-a-il

Oooh, you know that life is terminal,

it''s the Paris pullman in your mind again

eyes like cameras move their lenses

take this dream I offer you



Johnny, riding on the monorail (x3)



All we cannot see we call invisible

Tracks that move on pylons through the sky

oh my my you are so sci-fi

please will you let me ride



Johnny, riding on the monorail (x3)



Johnny on the monorail (x7)