I'm digging this Incubus song:
"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 
Monday, November 08, 2004
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