Hole In My Shoe - Traffic

I looked in the sky

Where an elephant’s eye

Was looking at me

From a bubblegum tree

And all that I knew was

The hole in my shoe that

Was letting in water (letting in water)

I walked through a field

That just wasn’t real

With 100 tin soldiers

Would shoot at my shoulder

And all that I knew was

The hole in my shoe that

Was letting in water (letting in water)

I climbed on the back of a giant albatross

Which flew through a crack in the cloud

To a place where happiness reigned all year round

And music played ever so loudly

I started to fall

And suddenly woke

And the dew on the grass

Had stuck to my coat

And all that I knew was

The hole in my shoe that

Was letting in water (letting in water)

1967 Island Music Ltd., London, England

TRO-Essex Musix, Inc., New York