People run
All over town
Their heads are rolling off their shoulders

Bright lights in the sky
They come down with their eyes
Flashing red and blue,
12 Hertz in full screen
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!

(Spoken)
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 wielding 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!

(Spoken)
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 look so neat!