She looked like instant pudding
It was the cream of the commercial increase

She tore her wardrobe wondering what
What kind of freedom was this sudden release

She was naked

We dream of pin-up purchase
Reveal philosophies like instant pudding

We need her on the blue screen
She, she gives us soul to keep our minds clean, oho

We are naked

Dona 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