Vision Thing
Twenty-five whores in the room next doorTwenty-five floors and I need moreI'm looking for the can in the candy store(Two thousand Hamburg four)And colors I ain't seen before
It's a small world and it smells funnyI'd buy another if it wasn't for the moneyTake back what I paidFor another motherfucker in a motorcade
Oh, in a long black carWith the prettiest shit from PanamaWhen the sirens wail and the lights flash blueOh, my vision thing, come slamming through
It's a small world and it smells badI'd buy another if I hadTake back what I paidFor another motherfucker in a motorcade
What do we need to make our world come alive?What does it take to make us singWhile we are waiting for the next one to arrive?One million points of lightOne billion dollar vision thing
Another black hole in the killing zoneA little more mad in the methadromeOne blinding flash of senseJust like the president'sWell, I don't mind, out of my mindBlizzard king, bring it home
It's a small world and it smells badI'd buy another if I hadTake back what I paidFor another motherfucker in a motorcade
What do we need to make our world come alive?What does it take to make us singWhile we are waiting for the next one to arrive?One million points of lightOne billion dollar vision thing
What do we need to make our world come alive?What does it take to make us singWhile we are waiting for the next one to arrive?One million points of lightOne billion dollar vision thing