Death Ray for Smileytown

There's a death ray comin' down for Smileytown
There's a black shape in the sky
There's a motor gently hummin' somewhere underground
There's a secret in her eye

There's a unicycle spinnin' in a blackened heart
There's a show that never ends
There's an Amish father cursin' his daughter's name
It has an upmarket trend

There's a government known' everything is lies
Yet still they feed the press
There's a gathering of warlocks in Jupiter
Yet still Flordia's at rest

There's a black market trade on new disease
And we've got one of the best
There's a Learjet headin' out past the Keys
Just lookin' for some rest



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Dipietro
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