Twenty-five whores in the room next door
Twenty-five floors and 
I need more
I'm looking for the can in the candy store
Two thousand hamburg four
And colors 
I ain't seen before
Well well, it's a small world and it smells funny
I'd buy another if it wasn't for the money
Take back what 
I paidFor 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
It's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if 
I hadBack what 
I paidFor another motherfucker in a motorcade
Slamming through, slamming 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 methedrome
A one blinding flash of sense just like the president's
I don't mind, out of my mind, blizzard king bring it on home
It's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if 
I hadBack what 
I paidFor another motherfucker in a motorcade
A vision thing, a vision thing and a sha la la la
What do we need to make our world come alive?
What does it takes 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, sha la la la
Sha la la la, sha la la la
Vision thing [Incomprehensible] vision thing