Vision Thing Lyrics

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

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
Slamming through ...

It's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if I had
Back what I paid
For 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 point 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 president's
Well 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 had
Back 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 we're waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million point of light
One billion dollar vision thing

Sha la la la ...

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 had
Back what I paid
For 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 point of light
One billion dollar vision thing