Lyrics:
You believe in anythingThey tell you how to thinkThe simpletons all circleIn the raging roller rinkI'm trading in the alleyI'm booking up a stormForget about realityCause nothing is the normYeah yeahSo what can you doYou sayThey owe me a few yeahBlue tip of your cue yeahYou got that look on your faceYou'd like to be in the raceYou cannot hide your disgraceYou leave without a traceAll set to weary your heartlandBlack and white tvStroking all the gunheadsInto the ninth degreeYou here the screamers comingThey clamour in disguiseYou think that you'd be runningTo the other sideYeah yeahSo what can you doYou sayThey owe me a few yeahBlue tip of your cue yeahYou got that look on your faceYou'd like to be in the raceYou cannot hide your disgraceCan't fill an empty space(Ahh)You stupify the thinkers(Ahh)You're hugging all the flakes(Ahh)And all the things you think are true(Ahh)Only mystify the fakesWell keep your hat on backwardsAnd keep your lips tucked inThe world is full of quackersAnd belly button ringsI know you'd like to be immuneTo the things they sayYou're hung up on your heroesAnd upon the beast you prayYeah heyWhat can you doYou sayWell they owe me a few yeahBlue (blue) tip of your cue yeahYou got that look on your faceYou'd like to be in the raceYou cannot hide your disgraceYou leave without a traceYou got that look on your faceYou'd like to be in the raceYou cannot hide your disgraceYou leave a bitter taste