Simple Simon, just a baby, so young and unaware
Sees many faces, funny faces, faces that just stare
He doesn't understand the sounds they make, he doesn't really care
Tucked up in his little bed, with his teddy bear

Simple Simon, just a boy, the fairy tales begin
Shielded from reality, the fairy world he's in
Sucked in by the T.V. set, he's just a normal child
The glamour strikes, he is impressed, his fantasy runs wild

(Ins)

Simple Simon, just a lad, he's seen a few more years
Daddy buys him little soldiers, instead of teddy bears
You should see him playing soldiers, he hasn't got a care
Deep inside his imagination, you know he's really there
He's really there....