Barren stares as they light up the screen   Bearing teardrops that shatter in slow motion   Novocaine our brains and we're out like lights   And as I'm growing older I'm bored   And I remember when misery thrilled me much more   When I can't relax and I'd like to go back      But that's gone, yeah that's gone   Turn around, turn the volume down   We're counting the days down   'Til the day when we'll live in a video   I'll be stone faced and pale you'll pout in stereo   Twenty four hours every day of the year   Now what fun, I can't wait 'til the future gets here      Closing in on the pain and the torture   He's slamming the door like it's something to strive for   The girl tearing curtains down, looks funny as hell   And of sense of humor can there be any doubt   Yeah well natural selection has weeded it out?   Just to keep me from laughing out loud      But that's gone, we don't think that way no more   That's gone, turn around, turn the volume down   We're counting the days down   'Til the day when we'll live in a video   I'll be stone faced and pale, you'll pout in stereo   Twenty four hours every day of the year   Now what fun, I can't wait 'til the future gets here      Well I've seen some old friends sort of die   Or just turn into whatever must have been inside them   And whatever all of us had then in common grew up and left home      We don't think that way no more   Turn around, turn the volume down   We're counting the days down   'Til the day when we'll live in a video   I'll be stone faced and pale, you'll pout in stereo   Twenty four hours every day of the year   Now what fun, I can't wait 'til the future gets here