Entertainment
All we are is entertainment
Caught up in our own derangement
Tell us what to say and what to do
All we are are pretty faces
Picture perfect bottled rage
Packaged synthesized versions of you
We've all made petty fortunes, but we can't afford a life
Confined to pull out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey)
They all scream California and its toppling empire
But can't you see the end is coming soon?
Hey
Come one, come all, the new sensation
Guarantees then obligations
Spotlights follow every single move
Basking here on ten foot stages
Pouty lips and, oh, so jaded
All as if we have something to prove
Despite these petty fortunes we still can't afford a life
Confined to pull-out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey)
They all scream California and its toppling empire
But can't you see the end is here
And if we cared at all
About this unknown plight
Then we'd do something more
To finally make this right
Is this only entertainment
Pull the curtains, places please
We've learned to sing and dance and cry on cue
But this is more than entertainment
In a world so sick with pain
This is the only thing that's real or true
We've all made petty fortunes, but we can't afford a life
Confined to pull-out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey)
They all scream bloody murder over graves already dug
But can't you see the end?
Caught up in our own derangement
Tell us what to say and what to do
All we are are pretty faces
Picture perfect bottled rage
Packaged synthesized versions of you
We've all made petty fortunes, but we can't afford a life
Confined to pull out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey)
They all scream California and its toppling empire
But can't you see the end is coming soon?
Hey
Come one, come all, the new sensation
Guarantees then obligations
Spotlights follow every single move
Basking here on ten foot stages
Pouty lips and, oh, so jaded
All as if we have something to prove
Despite these petty fortunes we still can't afford a life
Confined to pull-out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey)
They all scream California and its toppling empire
But can't you see the end is here
And if we cared at all
About this unknown plight
Then we'd do something more
To finally make this right
Is this only entertainment
Pull the curtains, places please
We've learned to sing and dance and cry on cue
But this is more than entertainment
In a world so sick with pain
This is the only thing that's real or true
We've all made petty fortunes, but we can't afford a life
Confined to pull-out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey)
They all scream bloody murder over graves already dug
But can't you see the end?
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Barnes, Zach Blair, Timothy Mcilrath, Joseph Principe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Nowhere Generation II
- Last Man Standing
- Talking To Ourselves (IDLES Inner Monologue Remix) - Single
- Talking To Ourselves (IDLES Inner Monologue Remix)
- Nowhere Sessions
- Talking To Ourselves (Nowhere Sessions)
- Nowhere Generation - Single
- Nowhere Generation
- The Numbers
- Nowhere Generation (Ghost Note Symphonies)
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