Incubus » Talk Show On Mute Lyrics

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
Enjoy you from the chemical
Comfort all America

Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights, camera, transaction

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

Still and transfixed
The electric sheep are dreaming of your face
And judg you from the guard castle
Comfort all America

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
There's so much more
There's so much more
Enduring with the sound turned off