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 ****ing 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