Oh, a sleeping drunk
Up in Central Park
And a lion hunter
In the jungle dark
And a Chinese dentist
And a British queen
All fit together
In the same machine

Nice, nice, nice, nice
Paradise
So many different people
In the same device

Tiger gotta hunt
Bird gotta fly
Man gotta sit
Sit and wonder why
Tiger gotta sleep
Bird gotta land
Man gotta tell himself
That he understand

Nice, nice, nice, nice
Paradise
So many different people
In the same device
I want it all
To seem to make some sense
So we can be happy, yes
Instead of being tense
And I'm made of lies
So they'll all fit nice
And I'm in a sad world
Of paradise