text: 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, lets go
  Feels 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
  Nothing for Christmas, not very likely
  One hundred million Viagra tablets
  Stored in a warehouse... in a valley 
  Feels so good to have a perfect song 
  I feel so good to be in total control 
  Feels so good to have a perfect song 
  I feel so good to be in total control 
  Its so convincing, but somethings missing
  The sun is kissing my face and erasing my doubts
  Im 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
  Shes a plastic Cleopatra on a throne of ice
  Shes a haemophiliac
  With a dying battery life
  Candy-colored fingers and schadenfreude eyes
  Thinkin airbrushed thoughts with a logo on her mind
  Its so delightful, its so insightful
  Its so frightful, and Im feeling it
  Every single fucking day 
  Its time to party
  Its time to party 
  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 night is so bright
  You can feel like a pagan
  You can feel like a pagan
  In the valley 
  In the valley 
  In the valley 
  In the valley 
  Feel like a pagan now
  Feel like a pagan
  In the valley 
  In the valley 
  Feel like a pagan