So many timesToo many times
How many times?
Do I need to knock on you?
To take you out
Out of control
Shake your, Shake your hips
And move along
You're always sleepwalking early at night
There's a live television inside your mind
Every single day you wake up dead
Walking dead from nine to five
How much longer does it take you now?
To take him down and out of control
There's a blind satellite inside your heart
Like a boxing fashionista I will knock him dead