Take a bow, pack gun 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
Enjoyment from the chemical
Comfort of America
Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights! Camera! Transaction!
Quick, your time is almost up
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Make all forget that they're the moth
Edging in, towards the flame
Burning into obscurity
Still and transfix
The electric sheep are dreaming up your fate
And judge you from the guard castle
Comfort of America
Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights! Camera! Yeah
Come one, come all
Into 1984
Lyric provided by http://www.poprockbands.com
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights! Camera! Transaction!
Lights! Camera! Transaction!
Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights! Camera! Transaction!
The foundation is canyoning
Fault lines should be worn with pride
I hate to say
You're so much more
You're so much more
Enduring with the sound turned off
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