Hey kids, don't look inside 'Cause there ain't nothing to see Just a man and his magic box He's hypnotized and bulging A prisoner of his own sloth
A fiery, hound of hell Is heading straight for me But it's okay, I invited him in He knows more than I do
Well, the sun comes up as a lump of coal And the palm trees catch on fire And you tap your confession On a cold dead phone And you realize that you're a liar
There ain't nobody wanna follow you And there ain't no Fantastic Four And if we're talking the God's honest truth She don't think about you no more
No one looks into the eye of the Gorgon And lives, uh, uh, baby That's just ain't the way things works Not for this jerk
Peeking out of my shades I see a girl on a donkey But she's riding away No love today
The sun comes up as a lump of coal And the palm trees catch on fire And you tap your conspicion On a cold, dead phone And you realize that God's a liar
But there ain't nobody wanna follow you And there ain't no Fantastic Four And if we're talking the God's honest truth He don't think about you no more
Well, the sun comes up as a lump of coal And the palm trees catch on fire And you tap your confession on a cold, dead phone Hey, anyone can be a liar
But there ain't nobody wanna follow you And there ain't no Fantastic Four And if we're talking the God's honest truth He don't think about you no more