Welcome to this empty ministry of plenty As I'm sure you know We're clearly on display here To remind you, should you stray from here Or decide to roam Dossers dream of gossamer And kissing with tongues Well, they're falling in love with anyone Races from all places and all under one sun, well it sure was no fun So I got up and ran, ran, ran from Mungo City Mungo City, where are you? You make us grey when skies are blue Mungo City, in the sky Keeps a watchful eye on you and I (Well) Don't think you're even thinking Even though you're thinking: keep it underground They're sending out distress codes And playing with your mind though You won't hear a sound Nazis in the Japanese cars from Japan Well, they're falling in love, if only they can I'm telling you the tribesman wouldn't stand for this, man Well, it sure was no scam So I got up and ran, ran, ran from Mungo City Mungo City, where are you? You make us grey when skies are blue Mungo City, in the sky Keeps a watchful eye on you and I Mungo City, where are you? You make us grey when skies are blue Mungo City, in the sky Keeps a watchful eye on you tonight