There's nothing on the shelves
But don't be scared to look
There are no posters on the walls
There's no instruction book
This is a different kind of shop
To the ones you knew before
Let me tell you how it works
In the New World Order Store
There's no distraction for the eye
And we sucked out all the noise
There's no team of sexy girls
There's no team of sexy boys
It hasn't even got a shape
No corners you can see
And did I mention no escape?
There's only you and me
Why don't you tell me what you want?
Why don't you tell me what you want it for?
Why don't you tell me who you are?
Why don't you tell me who you were before?
Why don't you wait another day
Just to see if you were sure?
Why don't you give it all away?
Just what exactly do you need it for?
You want a wide screen TV
So it can make your family laugh
You want a camera with a flash
To catch the moment in a photograph
You want to spend your Sundays
Riding in a giant balloon
While a team of artists
Paints your face on the side of the moon
Why don't you tell me what you want?
Why don't you tell me what you want it for?
Why don't you tell me who you are?
Why don't you tell me who you were before?
Why don't you wait another day
Just to see if you were sure?
Why don't you give it all away?
Just what exactly do you need it for?
Why don't you try a little smile
Where before you've only frowned?
Why don't you head on home
And take another look around?
