(Music and Lyrics by Duncan Sheik)
EVELYN:
Patrick, can you please do something? Your friends are ruining everything!
PATRICK:
Seriously Paul, Jene, there are more important things to worry about than, excuse me,
Sri Lanka or the death of downtown.
Apartheid, for one.
It's simply not done.
And we need to slow down the arms race.
When terrorism is fine, it keeps the commies in line
And ending world hunger will save face.
COURTNEY: Why exactly, is there an ice cube in my soy sauce?
EVELYN: To chill it, Courtney.
PATRICK:
The Middle East is a beast, a big drag at least.
It sure needs some kind of segue.
But the last thing we need in the land overseas, their displays of American meddling!
CHORUS:
Oh Sri Lanka, your love I cannot find.
You are so distant, you are not one of mine.
PATRICK:
We need to ensure America's pure
And takes care of the domestic.
Old men and old ladies and babies with rabies,
The places where AIDS has infested.
Let's take some axes to Federal taxes
Let's throw away our inhibitions
Let's open the doors for standards and poors
And merges and acquisitions.
I hope you die, yuppie scum!
I can't believe that we came from.
All the same material.
The same dad the same mom
Oh Sri Lanka, your love I cannot find.
You are so distant, you are not one of mine. / Let's take some axes to Federal taxes,
. /Let's throw away our inhibitions.
Oh Sri Lanka, you do not understand / Let's open the doors for standards and poors
You are so distant, you are a foreign land. / And merges and acquisitions.
. /Oh, Sri Lanka! Oh, Sri Lanka! Your love I cannot find!
Oh, Sri Lanka
American Psycho the Musical - Oh Sri Lanka Lyrics
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(Music and Lyrics by Duncan Sheik)
EVELYN:
Patrick, can you please do something? Your friends are ruining everything!
PATRICK:
Seriously Paul, Jene, there are more important things to worry about than, excuse me,
Sri Lanka or the death of downtown.
Apartheid, for one.
It's simply not done.
And we need to slow down the arms race.
When terrorism is fine, it keeps the commies in line
And ending world hunger will save face.
COURTNEY: Why exactly, is there an ice cube in my soy sauce?
EVELYN: To chill it, Courtney.
PATRICK:
The Middle East is a beast, a big drag at least.
It sure needs some kind of segue.
But the last thing we need in the land overseas, their displays of American meddling!
CHORUS:
Oh Sri Lanka, your love I cannot find.
You are so distant, you are not one of mine.
PATRICK:
We need to ensure America's pure
And takes care of the domestic.
Old men and old ladies and babies with rabies,
The places where AIDS has infested.
Let's take some axes to Federal taxes
Let's throw away our inhibitions
Let's open the doors for standards and poors
And merges and acquisitions.
I hope you die, yuppie scum!
I can't believe that we came from.
All the same material.
The same dad the same mom
Oh Sri Lanka, your love I cannot find.
You are so distant, you are not one of mine. / Let's take some axes to Federal taxes,
. /Let's throw away our inhibitions.
Oh Sri Lanka, you do not understand / Let's open the doors for standards and poors
You are so distant, you are a foreign land. / And merges and acquisitions.
. /Oh, Sri Lanka! Oh, Sri Lanka! Your love I cannot find!
Oh, Sri Lanka
EVELYN:
Patrick, can you please do something? Your friends are ruining everything!
PATRICK:
Seriously Paul, Jene, there are more important things to worry about than, excuse me,
Sri Lanka or the death of downtown.
Apartheid, for one.
It's simply not done.
And we need to slow down the arms race.
When terrorism is fine, it keeps the commies in line
And ending world hunger will save face.
COURTNEY: Why exactly, is there an ice cube in my soy sauce?
EVELYN: To chill it, Courtney.
PATRICK:
The Middle East is a beast, a big drag at least.
It sure needs some kind of segue.
But the last thing we need in the land overseas, their displays of American meddling!
CHORUS:
Oh Sri Lanka, your love I cannot find.
You are so distant, you are not one of mine.
PATRICK:
We need to ensure America's pure
And takes care of the domestic.
Old men and old ladies and babies with rabies,
The places where AIDS has infested.
Let's take some axes to Federal taxes
Let's throw away our inhibitions
Let's open the doors for standards and poors
And merges and acquisitions.
I hope you die, yuppie scum!
I can't believe that we came from.
All the same material.
The same dad the same mom
Oh Sri Lanka, your love I cannot find.
You are so distant, you are not one of mine. / Let's take some axes to Federal taxes,
. /Let's throw away our inhibitions.
Oh Sri Lanka, you do not understand / Let's open the doors for standards and poors
You are so distant, you are a foreign land. / And merges and acquisitions.
. /Oh, Sri Lanka! Oh, Sri Lanka! Your love I cannot find!
Oh, Sri Lanka