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