one, two, three, four
Bored (introspection)
Yeah (city sights)
Bored (no connection)
Yeah (got it right)
Bored (cold, impatient)
Yeah (lonely nights)
Bored (no new traces)
Yeah (you got it right)
So wire me up tp the party people
Wire me up to thr neon lights
Oh come on, come on
Come a running along
And we'll sing a little song for the afterlife
Bored (stoned elation)
Yeah (lonely sights)
Bored (no connection)
Yeah (you got it right)
Bored (lonely places)
Yeah (astral lights)
Bored (so impatient)
Yeah (you got it right)
So wire me up to the party people
Wire me up to the neon lights
Oh come on, come on
Now we're running along
And we'll sing a little song for the afterlife
Bored, yeah
Bored, yeah

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Writer(s): BRETT LEWIS ANDERSON, RICHARD JOHN OAKES