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