The perfect world

Seen my own perfect world in dreams
I saw Japan, I saw Brazil
Nevertheless, Margo was not there 
She just went to Burger King

In a whole country there was no one
May I hear some rock?
This is not but a mess of mine 
It was playing B-52s non stop

Roads trough the sea
Dogs making their pee
I think there's no control
Oh god, bless my soul

Feel it in my bones
Fricking disco tones
California is in my map
Oh mama, I don't wanna wake up

Caramelo and me


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