Lyrics:

(J.Buckley)



Your wish is my command!

Have you heard this talk about eye contact

Gonna be the downfall of this town.

First the photographs take you to the right hands.

Leads you to the authority mold.

Chorus:

Paranoia will write the world prayer

Make sure that you fit in the right holes

But when you take his offer, you're done for,

Done for, Oh!



Phantoms in pockets, we're in panic,

Making order in total disgust

Oh, they read a list of all who cannot stay

Take you down, on the ground.

(Chorus)



Make sure you learn to beware your neighbor

Bolt the doors and hire your guards

Suck your life with their virus called language

Someone told you this all would go down.

And the last thing you see is the luster,

Hold the razor, goodbye to your friends

Would your underground please call the mayor,

Call the neighbor, call your friends.

(Chorus)



Well, when he first saw you, you'd need no protection

I train my eyes on your mouth, you'll learn to take him.

Hmmm. It's a brand new power.



My friends had her questions right

Beware your neighbor

Haven't you heard, haven't you heard

That we're done for. Oh.

Learn to beware your neighbor

And the right mode

Haven't you heard?

Haven't you heard,

That we're done for, done for?



When I count down from ten

You'll feel the lead in your lids

You'll have no need to exist

And wake up refreshed

Hah!