U2 - The Playboy Mansion Lyrics
If coke is a mysteryMichael jackson...historyIf beauty is truthAnd surgery the fountain of youthWhat am I to doHave I got the gift to get me throughThe gates of that mansionIf oj is more than a drinkAnd a big mac bigger than you thinkIf perfume is an obsessionAnd talk shows, confessionWhat have we got to loseAnother push and well be throughThe gates of that mansionI never bought a lotto ticketI never parked in anyones spaceThe banks feel like cathedralsI guess casinos took their placeLove, come on downDont wake her, shell come aroundChance is a kind of religionWhere youre damned for plain hard luckI never did see that movieI never did read that bookLove, come on downLet my numbers come aroundDont know if I can hold onDont know if Im that strongDont know if I can wait that longtil the colours come flashingAnd the lights go onThen will there be no time for sorrowThen will there be no time for shameAnd though I cant say whyI know Ive got to believeWell go driving in that poolIts who you know that gets you throughThe gates of the playboy mansionBut they dont mention...the painThen will there be no time for sorrowThen will there be no time for shameThen will there be no time for sorrowThen will there be no time for shame