Through my skylight I can climb to heaven at night
Oh, but they're calling me a heathen
Cause the one that I believe in is myself
From my window I can hear the world on the go
The cathedral bells are ringing
And the choristers are singing in my head
And they sing
Why can't you be happy like all the other boys
Why don't you come down from your room
Be like all the other boys
Pure vibration's the source of all creation, oh yeah
It keeps the universe expanding
Through the love of understanding the whole truth
Life's a freak show
And should anyone enquire how I know
They'll find the human race inside me
They may even recognise me in themselves
And they'll say
Why can't you be happy like all the other boys
Stop complicating everything
Be like all the other boys
Why can't you be happy like all the other boys
Why don't you come down from your room
Be like all the other boys
All the other boys. All the other boys. All the other boys