Don't believe the hype Let it hit you And then decide I might be an old man trapped in time Maybe I'm jaded? Maybe I'm right The window is my changing mind Back and forth from day to night Outside So many shiny, pretty things They're gonna knock until you let them in But everybody knows there's nothing much inside Don't believe the hype Don't believe the hype Let the turnstile spin From the outside Looking in I'm wound up like an anchor Deadweight falls And I'm a man Over-bored Dressed up like the olden days But empty in a modern way I'd say So many shiny pretty things They're gonna knock until you let them in But every time you do there's nothing much inside Don't believe the hype Don't believe the hype Plastic bags and plastic bottles Racing through a concrete jungle Dive until you hit the bottom No connection Constant comment Such a shiny, pretty thing They're gonna knock until you let it in But every time you do there's nothing much inside Yeah everybody knows there's nothing much inside Yeah everybody knows there's nothing much inside Don't believe the hype Don't believe the hype