No one's gonna tell ya
The truth of Everything
And you'll never find out
So test your mental health out
Question Everything
And think for yourself
Ask the The Honey Riders
They don't know anything
Man, totally checked out
So flex your mental health now
(Lose your sense of self now)
No one's gonna tell ya
The truth of Everything
And you'll never find out
So test your mental health out
Question Everything
And think for yourself
Multiple mental meltdowns
Within one hour
That's how I get down
I can't be found
Too underground
Dug a hole thru the world
And now I'm just in outer space
Floatin' around
Get me a cloak or a gown
Nothing but a ghost
In a ghost town
Surrounded by a wall of sound
I am a sound
I'm made of sound
It's always loud in my head
Til I'm dead
And I'm even more underground
Multiple mental meltdowns
Within one hour
That's how I get down
Plus I got that Downtown Charlie Brown sound
Nothing is what this means
Questioned everything
Never really found out anything
Plus my brain's a snow globe
Shake it up
Make you go "woah!"
I am a sound
I'm made of sound
It's always loud in my head
Til I'm dead
And I'm even more underground