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Billy drives his bubble car, bluer than the moon
Listening to the radio in the rain
Billy knows a thing or two, Billy knows it all
Billy rides an elevated train
God sleeps late, and the world wakes up
God sleeps late, and the world wakes up
God sleeps late, and the world wakes up
God sleeps late, and the world wakes up
Beware the modern millionaire, pouring out the honey
You can't take him anywhere, he's always on the money
Running wild, running scared, heading for the hills
Sail around the universe, burning dollar bills
God sleeps late, and the world wakes up
God sleeps late, and the world wakes up
God sleeps late, and the world wakes up
God sleeps late, and the world wakes up
Hitch your skirt above your shoes
And shoe the world your ankles
Hitch your skirt above your shoes
And dance your blues away