I stand here bored and look at you
Clapping like monkeys in the zoo
A horde of mald justed miscreants all pumped and primed
Just what yould possibly be limping through your one-track minds?
I cant believe you wonder why I think that you're the enemy
You dont have anything to say
Dictate the speed at which we play
We are your tv for the night
So just shut up and dance
Waste some time trying to get inside each others pants
Then thank us nicely for the background music
You're the enemy
Writer(s): Benjamin M Foster
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