Living Room

All your heads bobbing Do your body popping Keep yourself dreaming Come and let me hear you scream People gonna hurt you People will desert you Come into my living room Let me take all your clothes off Why you got that face? When's it gonna happen? When you got that face? It might be too late Come on all you, loners Cloners and stoners Heads that are steaming Life with no meaning People leave you hungry They rob all your money Come into to my living room Let me take all your clothes off Why you got that face? When's it gonna happen? When you got that face? It might be too late Why you got that face? When's it gonna happen? It could be the end of the world And we don't know where we're going And we don't know where we're going And we don't know where we're going And we don't know where we're going