Jeer at him moving in slow-mo surrounded by a spirit-entourage so odd-inviting sneer You ride the spinning wheel that's getting faster outside they saw the passing centuries
Round and round merry go round Scream and shout laugh aloud
to lead a way outside the catalogue,you're in vogue It's so out of vogue to contradict your transient mistress of the world How does it feel in your cage
So don't you miss a thing in your carrousel you feel so proud behind the steering wheel The mind you sold waves at you from outside and you feel happy as you kneel
Lady dark crack the whip-300 pounds of lust one shall get what you nedd..
How do you do inside the catalogue? You're in vogue and don't miss a thing...