Incubus - Talk Shows On Mute lyrics

Album: A Crow Left Of The Murder... (2004)

Take a bow
Pack on powder
Wash em out with buzzing lights
Pay an audience to care
´Impress me´ personality

Still & transfixed
The electric sheep are dreaming of your face
Enjoy you from the chemical
Comfort of America

C´mone, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yea, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! transaction!

Quick, your time is almost up
Make all forget that they are the moth
Edging in towards the flame
Burn into obscurity

Still & transfixed
The electric sheep are dreaming up your fate
And judge you from the card castle
Comfort of America

C´mone, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yea, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! Yea!

C´mone, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yea, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! Transaction!
Lights! camera! Transaction!
Yea yea yea!

C´mone, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yea, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! Transaction!
Ohhh....

Your foundation is canyoning
Fault lines should be worn with pride
I hate to say
So much more
You are so much more
Endearing with the sound turned off

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