there is a boy about 15 years old sitting on a bed with the tv on. he is watching comedy central's the daily show. you can hear the tv for a few seconds until he picks up the reomote control and presses mute. at this point the music hasnt started yet. during the whole video the tv is on, and on mute. the boy turns about half his body around and turns on the cd player behind him. he then turns back around and picks up an acoustic guitar which was sitting next to the tv. it looks as though he is about to play. a few seconds go by and he suddenly seems confused. he turns around, realizes the cd player is on pause and pushes play. a few seconds later the music starts

he is playing his acoustic guitar along with the music. you can see him only in a mirror across the room. for the rest of the video what you see is the tv on mute, and the mirror. in the mirror you see the boy with the guitar, the cd player behind him, a lava lamp turned off, and a few pairs of sunglasses without lenses.

where do we go from here the words are coming out all weird where are you now, when i need you
is still strumming on his guitar, but now also singing. he is singing over enthusiastically, obviously lip synching.

alone on an aeroplane fall asleep against the window pane, my blood thickens
(short musical interlude)
he stops playing and singing. then he says, in the same over enthusiastic "thats a shame. im not using a pick." you cant actually hear him say this, but it is fairly obvious because of the way he moves his lips. he reaches over, still holding the guitar, and picks up a pick next to the tv.

i need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain cause id scared that theres nothing underneath. and who are my real friends have they all got the bends am i really sinking this low
he resumes playing the guitar and lip synching

my babys got the bends, oh no. we dont have any real friends, oh no
hes still playing guitar and singing in the same manner, but he is defintely singing alternate lyrics. you cant tell what he is saying but part of it he says extremely fast

just lying in a bar with a drip feed on, talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen
he throws the guitar on the ground. it doesnt break. he then picks up the remote control and starts flipping channels

i wish it was the 60s i wish we could be happy, i wish i wish i wish that something would happen....
he stops on mtv. for the rest of the video the backstreet boys' "everybody" is on the tv, on mute (thankfully). he then puts the remote down and picks up the guitar again

where do we go from here, the planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear, and were hiding
he starts singing and playing again, but he sings the lyrics from the first verse (where do we go from here, the words are coming out all weird...)

they brought in the cia, the tanks at the whole marines to blow me away, to blow me sky high
he begins to sing the correct lyrics again, then he stops singing and playing halfway through. then he says "oh, darn i dropped my pick. what a pity." the pick is on the bed right below him. he picks it up and swallows it.

and my babys got the bends
for the rest of the video he is playing the guitar with his hands and singing the correct lyrics as though he is screaming them. also at the bottem of the screen is printed what he is thinking "i have to walk the dog when this song is over"

we dont have any real friends
"maybe hell get bit by a mosquito and die. oh, god please let him get bit by a mosquito and die"

im just lying in a bar with a drip feed on talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen
"shut up! theyre catching on! you mustn't let them no about me. especially during tea time"

i wish it was the 60s i wish we could be happy i wish i wish i wish that something would happen....
"why do they not stop? why do they enter my brain and never leave? WHY CANT THEY EVER LEAVE?"

i wanna live breathe i wanna be part of the human race
"no time for that. get the gun. its under your brothers pillow, where you left it. hes after you, you know"

i wanna live breathe i wanna be part of the human race, race, race, race...
"leave me alone!! why do they come to me to plan their attacks.why dont they come to me to die anymore?"

where do we go from here the words are coming out all weird where are you now, when i need you
he stops playing. he picks up the remote and turns on vh1. then he takes the cd player and smashes it the tv. then he takes the guitar and throws it at the mirror. neither the mirror nor the guitar break.