White Room Black Eye

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 fucking 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