My Daddy Is Talking To Me

We were living in double-bubble, baby

We were treated by ricky-tricky ladies

But we can can break through if we want to

Oh, love

We have keys to the higher ground



So I want to be

You'll hear my first scream

My daddy is talking to me

Sweet butter and tea

Six Budas and me

My daddy is talking to me



We were divided in regions and religions

And we were counted in nations, populations

But we can can break through if we want to

Oh, love

We have keys to higher ground



So I want to be

You'll hear my first scream

My daddy is talking to me

Sweet butter and tea

Six Budas and me

My daddy is talking to me

Is talking to me



So I want to be

You'll hear my first scream

My daddy is talking to me

Sweet butter and tea

Six Budas and me

My daddy is talking to me



Is talking to me

Is talking to me

Is talking to me