Mess Up The Mess - 20 Questions Lyrics

Is it bigger than a bread box?

Let's say your plane goes down
And no food can be found
The question I put to you
Is: Dude, just what would you do?

Down and down again
Round and around again
I'll keep asking these twenty questions
Down and down again
Round and around again
'Til you decide that you want to answer
I don't want to dwell too much on it
So don't keep trying to change the subject
Tell me, if you were pressed
Would you dine on human flesh?
Tell me, if you were pressed
Would you dine on human flesh?

Say you had to decide
Burned up or buried alive
The question I put to you
Is: Dude which one would you choose?

Down and down again
Round and around again
I'll keep asking these twenty questions
Down and down again
Round and around again
'Til you decide that you want to answer
So choose now, the choice is yours
Take your pick you've got two doors
Door number one up in sparks
Door two way down deep in the dark

Riddle me this
Riddle me that
Come on now just gimmie the facts (x 8)

Pencil down hands on desks
That was a practice test
The real question I have for you
Is: Dude, will you help me move?
Down and down again
Round and around again
I'll keep asking these twenty questions
Down and down again
Round and around again
'Til you decide that you want to answer
Ha, I got you again
So now here's the real question
Oh well you know, nevermind
Don't think I'd like what I'd find
Oh well you know, nevermind
Don't think I'd like what I'd find