White Room Black Eye

Hey!

Creepy crawl annoying insect
In your silver screen headset
Stop movin' in on my crowd
You’re bringin' me down, down, down

Think you’re so cinematotastic
Your brain reloaded automatic
Your soul re-molded Barbie-plastic
When you talk, all I hear is static (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?

Where will you be when all the make-up smears off?
Who 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 damn famous

Where will you be when all the make-up smears off? (I wanna know)
Who will you be when all the drugs wear off? (I wanna know)
Where will you go? what will you do? (I wanna know)
When you discover you’re the anti-cool?

Here comes the shock-wave to wake you up, take you down
Coming back to flip your switch and turn you ‘round

Here comes the shock-wave to wake you up, take you down
Coming back to flip your switch and turn you ‘round

Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
Go down

(fuck off)