I think the world is a mobile phone
And the future is a strip mall
You didn't need me to tell you that
It's synthetic love from no one

I wish I was a housewife trying to gain your trust
The gold that touched my finger
Turning me to dust
But this is what you asked for
So go on steal the show
Would you like to speak to someone?
I just don't know

A buzz of flies, then a rush of blood
Makes me feel like just another guy
Singing la-dee-di-di-di
As the curtain blows in so naturally
I feel like I would rather die
I would rather die

I wish I was a housewife trying to gain your trust
The gold that touched my finger
Turning me to dust
But this is what you asked for
So go on steal the show
Would you like to speak to someone?
I just don't know