Dreary Nonsense
John Dwyer
[Verse 1]
Thank you
Surely that's the last plant
Took a little extra
Get inside your head
You said, "So what?"
I said, "What for?"
Fi-fi-fight until we're dead
That's the next thought
Gurgling through the backdoor entrance of your mind
Infecting and duplicating
The covert washing of your mind
[Verse 2]
Think so
Very, very much so
Don't know where your head's at
Worship millionaire
Witness reveling in death throes
Habitually reposed
Growing in the ground
Perhaps something less permanent
A reconfiguration mind
That's you, at least you really think so
Better keep your head down
Don't want to lose your mind