Conspiracy Songtext
von The Third-Rates

And I don′t care some passage in a book
And I've given up, interstellar junk
I don′t hear Latin rewinding this cd
And I can't see shit in 240P

If this is alive I'd rather be dead
In this shithole town of mostly inbred
Sorry for being rude, and sounding like a dick
Wait did you hear the news, the president just molted

Should I just fuckin rot away because society has given up on you
Should I just stop travelin′ because the government tracks your every move
Should I stop spending money because our currency was created by Satan
Should I just fucking jump headfirst without looking back, would that make you happy


Well I finally got my first break
And slurped down the Kool-Aid
I really gotta know and

Even if it is true
The cover up and blurry photos
Lead you nowhere so you′re going home

Should I just fuckin' rot away because society has given up on you
Should I just stop travelin′ because the government tracks your every move
Should I stop spending money because our currency was created by Satan
Should I just fucking jump headfirst without looking back, would that make you happy

Skin walkers, Qanon, false deities, mind controlin' stop
Reptilians, grey aliens, foil might be wound a little tight
Bigfoot, blurry shot government got you stayin′ up all night

Don't forget six monthly payments of bullshit