Fashion Season

People run
All over town
Their heads are rolling of their shoulders
Bright lights in the sky
They come down with their eyes
Flashing red and blue,
12 Hertz in fullscreen
We all scream!

Here they come!
Here they'll feed!
Here's where they'll stay inside of me!
Crimson streets
Runway meat
On silicon we'd look so neat!

Oh jeez! Oh man!
They're comin' right at us!
They have that scary look in their eyes
That one my wife gets when she shops at The Gap!

Now we go
Into their "fun house"
They told us we'd all have some pizza.
But what did we find?
They came in weilding knives
Razor sharp, aimed at my heart
I knew they weren't so friendly!

Here they come!
Here they'll feed!
Here's where they'll stay inside of me!
Textile face
Stylish race
Our carbon hides will sure look nice!

Oh no, what are they doing now?
Oh, that's so gross, I can't look at it!
I think I'm going to be sick.

Seamstress witch
Pulsating fingers
Outlining patterns in our foreheads
I can't believe they're fabricating me
Needles sharpened to the top
They're turning me into a frock?!

Here they come!
Here they'll feed!
Here's where they'll stay inside of me!
Crimson streets
Runway meat
On silicon we'd look so neat!