Creepy crawl annoying insect In your silverscreen headset Stop movin’ in on my crowd You’re bringin’ me down
Think you’re so cinematotastic Your brain reloaded automatik Your soul re-molded Barbie-plastic When you talk, all I hear is static
Where will you be when all the make-up smears off? Where will you be when all the drugs wear off? Where will you go? what will you do? When you discover you’re the anti-cool?!
You’re so hysterical and asymmetrical It’d be so sad if it weren’t so fucking comical Get your picture on the cover of the noise-paper Oh baby, you’re going to be so god-damned famous
Here comes the shockwave to wake you up, take you down Coming back to flip your switch and turn you ‘round
