Songtexte Sixth Day of Christmas - Homeboy Sandman

Paradise or imprisonment?
Love is a many feathered bird well isn't it?
I have a mind that I'm losing
At least I'm going loony with a delusion of my own choosing
I believe in miracles
It's sadder being serious, the data is empirical
Which makes for smooth sailin
On hidden cam I did a jam with Eddie Van Halen
I'm not an ordinary cat
God is alive in me
I hate that ordinary crap
The first time that my lady ever sat on my lap
I knew that God was giving me a pat on the back
I switched from Humble Pi to Lemon Meringue
Cause all that I'm afraid of made up like the big bang
So everyday I give thanks
Despite the replayed delayed teenage angst
Taken to its logical conclusion
The frequencies that ain't in tune are cruising for a bruising
So I would never choose the subterfuge and the illusion

Media controls your thoughts
Media controls your thoughts
Nothing really matters about sports
Nothing really matters about sports
Media controls your thoughts
Media controls your thoughts
Nothing really matters about sports
Nothing really matters about sports