Funhouse

Tell me, what’s the use
Tell me, what’s the use in trying
Someone’s watching you
Don’t you find it so exciting
I love it when you stare me down

There’s a voice in my head telling me that I’d better run away
And I try as I might but I come to a sign on the door that says

Welcome to the funhouse, baby

Saw you dancing through, dancing through the smoke and mirrors
Couldn’t differ you from a pixellated picture
So I did all my tricks for you

There’s a voice in my head telling me that I’d better run away
And I try as I might but I come to a sign on the door that says

Welcome to the funhouse, baby

And I'm reaching out to touch you, but I can’t quite
Oh, so I tap twice

Welcome to the funhouse, baby