They wanna put on a show,
They wanna show everybody just how much they know
They wanna microphone,
They wanna build a building of stone
And every time you try to open up your eyes,
They'll turn off the lights
Sometimes it's just too bright
Everywhere you go, they'll be sure to know,
In the streets and in your home, around the corner and down the road
They wanna go it alone,
They wanna give you the right to recycle your soul
They wanna bury their bones, they wanna build a better metronome