Elevator! Going up!
In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor
The money can be made if you really want some more
Executive decision-a clinical precision
Jumping from the windows-filled with indecision
I get good advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice says the party girl
Koke adds life where there isn`t any
So freeze, man, freeze
It`s the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power
When top men need a top up long before the happy hour
Your snakeskin suit and your alligator boot
You won`t need a launderette, you can send them to the vet!
Koka Kola advertising and kokaine
Strolling down the Broadway in the rain
Neon light sign says it
I read it in the paper-they`re crazy!
Suit your life, maybe so
In the White House-I know
All Over Berlin (they`ve been doing it for years)
And in Manhattan!
Coming through the door is a snub nose 44
Diggadum...diggadum...diggadum
What the barrel can`t snort it can spatter on the floor
Your eyeballs feel like pinballs and your tongue feels like a fish
Diggadum...diggadum...diggadum
You`re leaping from the windows-saying don`t
Give me none of this! Ayaiiiiirrrghhh! *@!!*@!!*!
Hit the deck!
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