To quote some more INCUBUS, from their new CD: A Crow Left of the Murder

"Talk Show On Mute"

Take a bow
Pack on powder
Wash 'em out with buzzing lights
Pay an audience to care
"Impress me" personality

Still and transfixed
The electric sheep are dreaming of your face
Enjoy you from the chemical
Comfort of America

Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights, camera, transaction

Quick, your time is almost up
Make all forget that they're the moth
Edging in towards the flame
Burn into obscurity

Still and transfixed
The electric sheep are dreaming up your fate
And judge you from the card castle
Comfort of America

Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights, camera, transaction

Your foundation is canyoning
Fault lines should be worn with pride
I hate to say it but
You're so much more
You're so much more
Endearing with the sound turned off
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"Made For TV Movie"

I heard a word from on high
Glare like a light in the sky
It said, "quit blowing each other up"

The voice seemed so crystaline clear
Something's unclean in your ear
When only blood fills your cup

Hello
I'm trying to focus, but my eyes decieve me
Focus
I'm witnessing history repeating

It fell like a tear from my eye
Flying machines so up high
Well, there goes the neighborhood

A scene set to singe innocence
Upheave, unhinge, and pit against
Like every made for TV movie should

Hello
I'm trying to focus, but my eyes decieve me
Focus
I'm witnessing history repeating

Focus, Focus
Focus (I can see now)

We are, we know, we see, we think for you
The who, the what, the when, the where, the why
We build your young, we build you too, we see you all

Hello
I'm trying to focus, but my eyes decieve me
Focus
I'm witnessing history repeating