All your heads boppin'
Do your body poppin'
Keep yourself dreaming
Come on let me hear you scream
People gonna hurt you
People will desert you

Come into my living room
And let me take all your clothes off
Ahaaaaaa!
Why you got that face?
Ahaaaaaa!
When's it gonna happen?
Ahaaaaaa!
Why you got that face?
Ahaaaaaa!
It might be to late

Come on all you loners
Loners and stoners
Middle hips steaming
Lads, they don't need me
People leave you hungry
They rob all your money

Come into my living room
And let me take all your clothes off
Ahaaaaaa!
Why you got that face?
Ahaaaaaa!
When's it gonna happen?
Ahaaaaaa!
Why you got that face?
Ahaaaaaa!
It might be too late
Ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Huh, huh hey
Huh, hey
Why you got that face?
When's it gonna happen? (huh!)
It could be the end of the world...
And we don't know where we're going
Ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaya!
Huh, huh hey
Huh, hey
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...