Yeah, there should be unicorns
The ones with the purple eyes
It should be loud as fuck
Hope the swans don't die
There should be burning sun
And naked slaves
And if the police show up
We'll give them so much money it will make them cry
And forgive us

Yeah, there should be unicorns
The ones with the purple eyes
Not the green eyes
Yeah, there should be unicorns
The ones with the purple eyes
Not the green eyes
Yeah, there should be unicorns
The ones with the purple eyes
Not the green eyes

Yeah, there should be day glow strippers
Ones from the Amazon
Some edible butterflies
We put ketchup on
Some motorcycle stunts
That always crash
And if the police show up
We'll bribe them into helping us steal the light of love
From the rainbow sluts that live next door

Yeah, there should be unicorns
The ones with the purple eyes
Not the green eyes
Yeah, there should be unicorns
The ones with the purple eyes
Not the green eyes

At first there should be unicorns
The ones with the purple eyes, not the ones with green eyes
Whatever they give them, they shit everywhere
And it would be great if the moon was almost down
Like in a very red/orange state
Let's leave it like that for at least three hours,
Hovering just above the horizon
And if the police show up,
We will give them so much money that they can retire from their shitty,
Violent jobs and live the greatest life they've ever lived
And we will be high and the love generator will be turned up to its maximum
And we'll get higher, when at last,
The sun comes up in the morning and we will collapse under the weight of the ancient earth
And it will be inside me and it will be inside you
And it will be the end of the world and the beginning of a new love

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Writer(s): STEVEN DROZD, WAYNE COYNE