El Mundo De Perfecto by Mike Viola Lyrics

It's been a bad day for the whipping boy
Nobody can tell
His fury and rage never make the front page
This is a cry for help
Love, love I sing about love
But I don't really know what it is
A downtown girl with dirty hair
Something I can clench in my fist

This is a perfect world, this is a perfect world
Nobody can believe it, we're much too busy
Living in a perfect world

Let her fly, let her burst in the sky
Today it's the Fourth of July
Now don't compare notes, don't see if she floats
Leave room for a little surprise
Love, love I sing about love
But I don't really know what it is
A downtown girl with sticky hands
Something I can clench in my fist
This is a perfect world, this is a perfect world
Nobody can believe it, we're much too busy
Living in a perfect world

Pin me down and spit in my mouth
Put all of your weight on my chest
Little boy has to ask, "what's the matter now?"
This is as good as it gets

This is a perfect world, this is a perfect world
Nobody can believe it, we're much too busy
Living in a perfect world