Are we crazy?
Living our lives through a lens Trapped in our white-picket fence Like ornamentsSo comfortable, we’re livin’ in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the troubleAren’t you lonely up there in Utopia?
Where nothing will ever be enough Happily numbSo comfortable, we’re livin’ in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the trouble (aha)So put your rose-colored glasses on
And party on (woo)Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumbling around like a wasted zombieYeah, we think we’re free (aha)
Drink, this one’s on me We’re all chained to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythmTurn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumbling around like a wasted zombieYeah, we think we’re free (aha)
Drink, this one’s on me We’re all chained to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythmAre we tone deaf?
Keep sweeping it under the mat Thought we could do better than that I hope we canSo comfortable, we’re livin’ in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the trouble (aha)So put (so put)
Your rose-colored glasses on And party on (woo)Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumbling around like a wasted zombieYeah, we think we’re free (aha)
Drink, this one’s on me We’re all chained to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythmTurn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumbling around like a wasted zombieYeah, we think we’re free (aha)
Drink, this one’s on me We’re all chained to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythm (woah-oh-oh)It is my desire
Break down the walls to connect, inspire Ayy, up in your high place, liars Time is ticking for the empire The truth they feed is feeble As so many times before The greed of all the people They stumbling and fumbling And we about to riot They woke up, they woke up the lions (woo)Turn it up, it’s your favorite song (hey-oh-oh)
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumbling around like a wasted zombie (like a wasted zombie)Yeah, we think we’re free (aha)
Drink, this one’s on me We’re all chained to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythm (we’re all chained to the rhythm)It goes on, and on, and on (turn it up)
(It goes) It goes on, and on, and on (turn it up) (It goes on, and on, and on, and on) It goes on, and on, and on (on, and on, and on) ‘Cause we’re all chained to the rhythm