Creepy crawl annoying insect; In your silverscreen headset; Stop movin' in on my crowd; You're bringin' me down......Think you’re so cinematotastic; You’re 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?; 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-damned famous….Here comes the shockwave to wake you up, take you down; Coming back to flip your switch and turn you ‘round