Bad Religion Lyrics
Flying through a dark prismatic tunnel on a carousel The earth is turning and you know it very well Your mind is reeling like ten helicopters wheeling And you're gonna hit the ceiling like a mallet on a bell Hey, blenderhead, they're starting to ask questions Your transgressions are a danger flashing sign Challenge conventions and radiate your splendor And feel those flywheels churn your blenderhead, yeah Tally up the gleaming ventured on a wishing well Each shining trinket has a story it can tell Your moment's pining like those tales all intertwining Can become the rusted lining of a deep neglected shell Hey, blenderhead, you ask so many questions Your confusion's a life-affirming sign Break from tradition and carry on with valor and feel those flywheels churn your blenderhead, yeah
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