She looked like instant pudding
It was the cream of the commercial increaseShe tore her wardrobe wondering what
What kind of freedom was this sudden releaseShe was nakedWe dream of pin-up purchase
Reveal philosophies like instant puddingWe need her on the blue screen
She, she gives us soul to keep our minds clean, ohoWe are nakedDona Nobi's Pacem
From beginning 'till the end
Dona Nobi's Pacem
Dona Nobi's Pacem
From beginning 'till the end
Dona Nobi's Pacem
