I’d like to buy the world a home and furnish it with love,
Grow apple trees and honey bees, and snow white turtle doves.
I’d like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony,
I’d like to buy the world a Coke and keep it company.
[Repeat the last two lines, and in the background:]
It’s the real thing, Coke is what the world wants today.
Linguistic Empire. Hollow, cinic and despairingly gloom.
jo dic no,
Nosaltres no som d’eixe món.