Vision Thing

Twenty-five whores in the room next door

Twenty-five floors and I need more

I'm lookin' 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 funny

I'd buy another if it wasn't 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 slammin' through

It's a small world and it smells funny

I'd buy another if I had back what I paid for

Another motherfucker in a motorcade

Slammin' through

What do we need to make our world come alive?

What does it take to make us sing?

While we're 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 methedrone

One blinding flash of sense

Just like the presidents, I don't mind, out of my mind

Blizzard King, bring it on home

It's a small world and it smells funny

I'd buy another if I had back what I paid for

Another motherfucker in a motorcade

And a vision thing

And, a la-la-la-la

What do we need to make our world come alive?

What does it take to make us sing?

While we're waiting for the next one to arrive?

One million points of light, one billion dollar vision thing

Sha la, la, la