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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
Enjoyment from the chemical
Comfort of 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 judge you from the card castle
Comfort of America
Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights! Camera! Yeah...
Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights! Camera! Transaction!
Lights! Camera! Transaction!
Oh... yeah...
Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights! Camera! Transaction!
Oh...
Your foundation is canyoning
Fault lines should be worn with pride
I hate to say it but
You're so much more
You're so much more
Endearing with the sound turned off.
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