[Verse 1] The free ride that you denied shall not pass this way again A strong will, vodka, and pills, youre riding comets with your friends The clenched fists of creationists shall not loosen over time Though the stories you tell ring true like bells, with solid silver chimes [Chorus] And everybody knows The way the tune goes No one knows the words [Verse 2] The big bang, like a snake with fangs, lingers in the lurch The big news is they got confused between the building and the church Scientists and nihilists will not look you in the eye Theres a truthshaped bean somewhere between what they confirm and deny [Chorus] And everybody knows The way the tune goes No one knows the words [Bridge] Dont look for me to be The one that solves the mystery Or deletes the history Of a, bloodcovered Christmas tree [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] And everybody knows The way the tune goes No one knows the words
tune, everybody, deletes, truthshaped, bloodcovered