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