Smiling Lyrics - Fatima Mansions

The jet plane draws a jagged wound along the dimming autumn sky 

His breath steams on ahead of him as through the tenement he does stride 

to knock upon some doors 

The boy who asked for more 

and who hid his real fears so the people just saw... 

they saw him smiling 

They only ever saw him smiling 

He breathes the air of the barber's shop 

The steam, smoke and cheap cologne 

He says, "Old man, tell this razor blade 

how much you want to be left alone." 

Over the mirror to the left 

A postcard girl with naked breasts 

brings us greetings from Crete to this ugly man's street just by smiling 

Look, she's all smiling 

Yeah, she pouts and acts hot with James Bond on his yacht 

His arching eyebrow, his martini seed 

while in her village in Milan starving people stole cans 

and [bad] silver or the loser will bleed 

In a few more years the cruel boy makes his way 

up to where the real power is 

until a bomb in his car blows him all over a wall 

and his comrades shake their fists 

We see the biggest killers of all who say they are appalled 

They say, "Our rage is extreme," but you know what they mean 

Upstairs they're smiling 

Still scared and smiling