Take a bow, pack on powder, wash 'em out with buzzing lights
Pay an audience to care, "impress me" personality
Still and transfixed, the electric sheep are dreaming of your face
Enjoy you from the chemical, comfort all America
Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour
Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction
Quick, your time is almost up, make 'em forget that they're the moth
Edging in towards the flame, burn into obscurity
Still and transfixed, the electric sheep but dreaming up your fate
We judge you from the card castle, comfort all America
Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour
Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, yeh
Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour
Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction
Come one come all into nineteen-eightyfour
Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction
Your foundation is canyoning, fault lines should be worn with pride
I hate to say it, but you're so much more
You're so much more endearing with the sound turned off