I don't care about the third world dregs I just want to empty frat party kegs I don't want to have to go outside I have my X-box to entertain my brain Graphic violence and suicide But there's always a life to regain Through the PC they deliver to my door After all that's what the hired help is for I make the millions by trawling cyberspace Looking for your secret fantasies I don't have to know you, can't see your face But I can create your realities We're all content ya ya ya Cinema noir Killing, thrilling, chilling, oh who out there is truly unwilling Bashing, crashing, flashing, Ah, so much for the cashing Selling, telling, felon, Oh those taboo orchids we're smelling Dragging us under Dragging us down It's no wonder No one's around Bite the hand that is so eager to feed you You know the one that is delighted to bleed you We're all laughing Ha Ha Ha Cinema noir Here I go into another world The restless velvet mistress with the satin pearl Dancing on the level with the devil The pitter-patter of rancid rain Oh those dirty deeds within which we revel All slowly driving us insane No need to socialize I have friends on-line They are talking to me in double time With Bells and whistles, and smiley faces Why should I feel unhappy inside? Can't you see that I'm going places? I've strung the rope for suicide We're all happy la la la Cinema noir |