Vision Thing (canadian Club Remix) Lyrics

Vision Thing (canadian Club Remix) 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 colours 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 points of light 

One billion
dollar Vision Thing 



Another black hole in the killing zone 

A little more mad in the methadone 

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 points of light


One billion dollar Vision Thing 



Sha la la la 

Sha la
la la 

Sha la la la 

Sha la la la 



Blizzard king 

Bring it on