Twenty-five whores in the room next door
Twenty-five floors and I need more
Im looking for the can in the candy store
Two thousand hamburg four
And colours I aint seen before
Its a small world and it smells funny
Id buy another if it wasnt for the money
Take back what I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade
In a long black car
With the prettiest shit
From panama
When the sirens wail
And the lights flash blue
My vision thing come
Slamming through
Its a small world and it smells bad
Id buy another if I had
What I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade
Slamming through
Slamming through
What do wee need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing?
While were waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing
Another black hole in the killing zone
A little more mad in the methedrome
One blinding flash of sense
Just like the presidents
Well, I dont mind
Out of my mind
Blizzard king
Bring it on home
Its a small world and it smells bad
Id buy another if I had
What I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade
And a vision thing
And a vision thing
And a ...
Sha la la la
What do we need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing?
While were waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing

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