Lyrics I Know Too Much - Gizmodrome

I have looked behind the curtains in a shaman's room
And checked all the labels on the cans of doom
For sure fired ignorance and a simple plan
I would turn off my brain and believe in the man

Because I know too much
To be sure about anything
To believe in the man
Or stick to the plan
I know too much
To be sure about anything
To believe in the man
Or stick to the plan

There are many roads to heaven and some that may not please us
Satan comes in many forms, sometimes he looks like Jesus
You listen for a call in the still of night
But that stone cold reason was that dream of light
So give yourself to Satan and drink up all his while
You're all forsaken in spite of all your smiles
Satan sings softly, so sweetly and sexy
And virtue is cold and sometimes unfriendly

I know too much
To be sure about anything
To believe in the man
Or stick to the plan
I know too much
To get fooled by any fritz
There's nothing that sticks

Turn the light down low and sing a soft tune
Or the brazen daylight will shadow the room
I still say my prayers and look up to the sky
And shrug off my fears about when I may die

I know too much
I know too much