C                          Am 
 Take a bow, pack on powder, wash 'em out with buzzing lights 
C                       Am 
 Pay an audience to care, "impress me" personality 
 
C                          Am 
 Still and transfixed, the electric sheep are dreaming of your face 
C                          Am 
 Enjoy you from the chemical, comfort all America 
 
F                  G 
 Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour 
 
F                  G 
 Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction 
 
C                             Am 
 Quick, your time is almost up, make 'em forget that they're the moth 
C                           Am 
 Edging in towards the flame, burn into obscurity 
 
C                           Am 
 Still and transfixed, the electric sheep but dreaming up your fate 
C                                Am 
 We judge you from the card castle, comfort all America 
 
F                  G 
 Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour 
 
F                  G 
 Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, yeh 
 
F                  G 
 Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour 
 
F                  G 
 Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction 
 
F                  G 
Come one... come all into nineteen-eightyfour 
 
F                  G 
 Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction 
 
C                            Am 
Your foundation is canyoning, fault lines should be worn with pride 
C                                    Am 
I hate to say it, but you're so much more 
                       C 
You're so much more endearing with the sound turned off