Bombay - Bel Canto

I’ve been to Bombay

I’ve seen what a man can do

He climbs up a straight rope

Right up to the clear full-moon

And «boom», he is gone

Yeah, heaven is not that far

And limbs from a body are falling down on the ground

Gee!

It must be hard to do

Yes, it is true, yes, it is true

I think the limbs belonged to an orang-outang

Orang-outang, orang-outang

I’ve been to Bombay

I’ve seen what a man can do

He climbs up a straight rope

A monkey is with him too

And «boom», he’s gone to heaven

He’s mighty daring, mighty

Right he must be some kind’a guru

He’s out of orbit, out of orb…

It seems as if the rope was held by one of the Gods

One of the Gods

So tight!

Not like elephants' trunks

They wobbly-wob, wobbly-wob, wobbly-wob

I’ve been to Bombay

I’ve been to Bombay

In my youth

I’ve been to Bombay

I’ve been to Bombay

In my youth

YaYaeeaoouth!

And «boom», he’s gone to heaven

He’s mighty daring, mighty right

He must be some kind’a guru

He’s out of orbit, out of orbit

The crowd went hurly-hurly

(No, I would never lie to you)

He never came downn, never came down

(Yes, it is true)

He must have gone to heaven

(yes, it is true)

And out of orbit, out of orbit