Lyrics

Number One Producer [Chorus] Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious Vicious Vicious Vicious Vicious Vicious... [Verse 1] I'm so high, my hands could touch the sky Fly Nicholas Air like Captain Scott I got everybody heated like cherry pie Another beat, not to waste this one, I advertise Chicken sauté with Pad Thai A lot of thighs, that's the grind Baby this song is for the girls First, then the guys Touch down blitz Who care what who spit? I'm doin' this Protected-proof Let them be ignorant Nothin' for backpackers I got some saltine crackers Where're all the dog lappers? Ten years ago, I left regular music on a pissy mattress I'ma pay all to activist I love lots of suspends [Chorus] Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious... [Verse 2] T.V. even better Make the women wetter New stars No record companies Me, no A&R's Leave people criticising Drowned them out with the synthesisers Work on your own style with the wrench and pliers Pina colada, ignore what you say Goin' Gray's Papaya Turn into the Pied Piper Drink [?] Everybody take care of theirself With food fibre No gossip Stay off the line Women movin' fine No pictures with men We do this again Drum machine You sound like you wanna go back to the Linn Obscure, abstract I never did that That's for a baby wearin' baby-fat People wanna get together And scratch they ass and talk about way back It's model time Picture time Your mind is on shoes from Florsheim [Chorus] Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious advertisement Vicious