Zoom (Glittering in the Sun)
Eric Frank Goulden
Just beyond the traffic lights
The road climbs up a hill
Cross the bridge and the railway line
Houses bungalows houses bungalows
Out into the fields
You can see the whole town from here
Looks like butter wouldn't melt in its big old mouth
Glittering in the sunlight
Glittering in the sun
But if you zoom in
Like Google Earth you zoom in