ARABIAN NIGHTS (2019)

Oh, imagine a land, It's a faraway place, Where the caravan camels roam. Where you wander among Every culture and tongue. It's chaotic, but hey, it's home. When the wind's from the east, And the sun's from the west, And the sand in the glass is right... Come on down, stop on by, Hop a carpet and fly To another arabian night. As you wind through the streets And the fabled bazaars, With their cardamom cluttered stalls, You can smell ev'ry spice While you haggle the price Of the silks and the satin shawls. Oh, the music that plays As you move through a maze In the haze of your pure delight! You are caught in the dance, You are lost in the trance Of another arabian night. Arabian nights, Like arabian days, More often than not Are hotter than hot In a lotta good ways. Arabian nights Like arabian dreams. This mystical land Of magic and sand Is more than it seems. There's a road that may lead you to good or to greed Through the power your wishing commands. Let the darkness unfold or find fortunes untold, Well, your destiny lies in your hands. (Only one may enter here, one who's worth lies far within,) (the diamond in the rough.) Arabian nights, Like arabian days... They seem to excite, Take off and take flight. To shock and amaze. Arabian nights 'Neath arabian moons... A fool off his guard Could fall and fall hard Out there on the dunes.