LETRAS > Megalomania
Paradise comes at a price
That I am not prepared to pay
What were we built for?
Could someone tell me, please?
The good news is she can’t have babies
And wont accept gifts from me
What are they for?
They’ll just grow up and break the laws you’ve loved
Take off your disguise
And all your underneath it’s me
Useless device, it won’t suffice
I want a new game to play
When I am gone – it won’t be long
Before I disturb you in the dark
And paradise comes at a price
That I am not prepared to pay
What were we built for?
Will someone tell me, please?
Take off your disguise
I know that the underneath it’s me
