Living Room

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...