Top Of The World Chumbawamba

Words on a postcard from far away
Spoke of a time long ago
Laughed myself daft on that Saturday
Singing "Here we go"

I'm a taxi driver
I'm a postal worker
I'm an office cleaner
I'm a striking docker
I'm a ballet dancer
I'm a Zapatista
I'm a pop singer
I'm a winner

I'm a winner, baby
I'm a winner, baby

Ole, ole, ole, ole
Top of the world
I'm on top of the world
Ole, ole, ole, ole
Top of the world
I'm on top of the world

I'm a brick layer
I'm an ex-miner
I'm a single mother
I'm a bus driver
I'm a political prisoner
I'm a print worker
I'm a footballer
I'm a winner