Vienna

[Intro] I'm dialing it now Paris, salut Betty Rubble [Verse 1] Oh my god I just got back from Europe Oh, I need one of those sunshine massages Let me tell you about Vienna I got into Vienna from Copenhagen after sunset And was pleasantly surprised at how unamused the Viennese were to The 6'2'' black American glamazon that is the American rapping sensation Mykki Blanco [Verse 2] Paparazzi were obviously misled by a decoy sent two hours prior And so I was met solely in an orange cracker jack box of a car By a really busty German heavy metal chick named Marlene And this waifish Persian pretty boy named Sammy Nagasaki I was totally smitten and confused on how He was Persian with a Japanese last name that... whatever I was instantly into him And, you know, those sober (?) kind of guys that are super skinny With really fem habits, but they're never actually faggots? I know right I know right [Verse 3] So we start talking then he's totally already doing that thing guys do when they're touching me all over places they usually aren't allowed to touch girls And it's totally this thing when they have to be subjectively gettin' off on the fact that they're You know I'm casually letting them touch the inside of my thighs And it's nothing and we're talking about the boredoms and hot entourage and as well as the nudes And... shit We're late to the Kunsthalle [Verse 4] So we start running down to this tiny little street Clip Clop Clip Clop You know the sound of that platform heels on the cobblestone And it leads into this underground tunnel that's flickering But the dirty green streetlight crackling on the tile And I hear the dancing roar bodies from the basement discotheque I open the door and the rose-colored club room Is twinkling with the aqua teal lasers cutting octagonal prisms across the dance floor Sammy says: Outside, where all those kids are smoking Used to be littered with junkies So many junkies, they had to close the subway station So many junkies, you couldn't move So many junkies, you have stray cats and sewer rats And little sparrows who they found od'ed "It sounds so Christiane F." I said "Yeah, totally Christiane F." he said [Chrous] I got loaded in Vienna I got loaded in Vienna Boy, I was a mess I got loaded in Vienna I got loaded in Vienna Deep down in the discotheque [Chorus] I got loaded in Vienna I got loaded in Vienna Boy, I was a mess I got loaded in Vienna I got loaded in Vienna Deep down in the discotheque [Outro] I'm coming back someday, come what may to Vienna I'm coming back someday, come with me to Vienna I'm coming back someday, come what may to Vienna I'm coming back someday, come with me to Vienna