Mr. Woman

Look at young girls with your television eyes

Fixated on nothing, telling dispicable lies

We play 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

'Cos you are not sure if you are going up or down

Expectations go out the window when Mr. Woman comes to town

'Cos when you talk nobody listens

You shoot to kill but you keep missing

They got you running round in circles but it's hip to be square

Tonight's special paranoia with a side of despair

Oh ho!

And one and one and one and one and one, I'm pretty sure adds up to five

Teenage alcoholics can be oh-so entertaining when they drive

Yeah!

'Cos turning people into product is easy

Turning idiots into stars is easier

The robots and the cockroaches are gonna be the only survivors

They're gnawing at minds with our sights and their sounds

And this is no time for fucking around

You can't be sure if you are going up or down

Expectations go out the window when Mr. Woman comes to town

When Mr. Woman comes to town

You can't be sure if you are going up or down

You can't be sure if you are going up or down

You can't be sure if you are going up or down

Expectations go out the window when Mr. Woman comes to town