Testo This Song Was Written By A Committee

alright, alright, call this meeting to order all eyes on the video recorder oh, for the love of christ, who has the remote? never mind, watch and listen, then well exchange notes well, this swing isn't sexy enough lets face it, these numbers suck we sell them handsome pawns to live like kings the barcode talks the red line sings, alright! were constructing icons for the suckers tonight were not trying to make art, were making a living working with a new factory rhythm dance, you robots, dance play, you robots, play and well fill in the rest na-na-na-na, la-la-la-la, hey, hey well, this swing isn't sexy enough lets face it, these numbers suck we need lean bodies with stunning features if were ever going to raise this creature if the bodys choice we obscure the voice inoffensive text, we feed the eyeballs sex dance, you robots, dance your hero has no control auditioned to play the role we write the script and you adopt it and every single day of your life is a holiday now