Welcome to the land of the permanent sun Where the flowers are melted and the future is fun
The freeway lizards are all feelin' so good From a one-way trip back to West Hollywood, let's go
I feel so good to have a perfect song I feel so good to be in total control
I feel so good to have a perfect song I feel so good to be in total control
There were spotlights flying, through the sky From a winter wonderland, catching out
The beasts hiding in the clouds, no future, bad man Not before Christmas, not very likely
One hundred million Viagra tablets Stored in a warehouse... in a valley (laughs)
I feel so good to have a perfect song I feel so good to be in total control
I feel so good to have a perfect song I feel so good to be in total control
* It's so convincing, but something's missing
The sun is kissing my face and erasing my doubts
I'm going out with a bang, and the fangs of a parasite
Are feeling alright, alright all night, alright alright alright
Say sweet dreams, etc. & forever I hope, said no one
She's a plastic Cleopatra on a throne of ice She's a haemophiliac with a dying battery life
Candy-colored fingers and schadenfreude eyes
Thinkin' airbrushed thoughts with a logo on her mind
In the valley where you wake up every beautiful day
And the world you created in your image is golden
Valley made of mirrors oh the light is so bright
You can feel like a pagan You can feel like a pagan
In the valley where you wake up every beautiful day
And the world you created in your image is golden
Valley made of mirrors oh the light is so bright
You can feel like a pagan You can feel like a pagan
In the valley (feel like a pagan) In the valley (feel like a pagan)
In the valley (feel like a pagan) In the valley (feel like a pagan)
In the valley (feel like a pagan) In the valley feel like a pagan
