Ticket Out Of Dizneyland

Give me your money baby, give me your gold
Give me the cities burning
Burning bright to keep away the mould
Gimme, gimme stocks and shares
Give me air-conditioned airs
I don’t want no worldly cares
I just want a ticket out of Dizneyland

Duckburgs down an alleyway
Futurelands just over the next hill
Old Scrooge is playing Eldorado
Mickey Mouse is terminally ill
I’ve got to formulate a plan
Organise a ticket out of Dizneyland

Everybody’s wearing white gloves
Everybody’s being nice
Everybody’s stealing from the poor
And trying to say it ain’t a vice
If you got to pay to see the band
Then I want a ticket out of Dizneyland
I don’t want to live in Dizneyland
Give me a ticket out of Dizneyland
I aint got the time to live in Dizneyland
Organise a ticket out of Dizneyland.