Electric Six

Look at young girls with your television eyes
Fixated on nothing telling despicable lies
We prey on your obsession with candy
And you do what we want you to
So play that guitar and bring order to the stars
Turn up your stereos and drive around in your cars
And don't think about coming back home
Until you've never gone anywhere
'Cause you are not sure if you are goin' up or down
Expectations go out the window when Mr. Woman comes to town
'Cause when you talk nobody listens
You shoot to kill but you keep missin'
They got you runnin' round in circles but it's hip to be square
Tonight's special, paranoia with a side of despair
Oh, and one and one and one and one and one
I'm pretty sure adds up to five