What Tourists We Are
As we were out walking
Down the street gawking
My friends they were talking
What tourists we are
Bumping and jostling
Starting and stopping
Our camera’s clicking
Oh, tourists we are
The people we’re passing
Talking and laughing
Pointing and staring
Such tourists we are
The mimes are out panning
Musicians are jamming
The magicians scamming
The tourists we are
The buildings so tall
We’re having a ball
Feeling so small
Yes, tourists we are
