Because I´m happy to be sad
I want it all I want it bad
Oh-oh-it´s what I know

A vintage year for pop I hear
The middle of the end is near

Torture me and torture me
It´s forcin´ me so torture me
Torture me with sorcery
It´s forcin´ me so torture me

All the leaves are turning brown
The wind is pushing me around
Let´s go-it´s what I know

The will of God is standing still
Brazilian children get their fill
Let´s go...

Let´s turn it up and dumb it down
The vision of your ultra sound
Is so....

A vintage year for pop I hear
The middle of the end is near
It´s so....