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lyrics by brad.
It's pathetic to think that
You can look me in the eye
And say that you have always believed
And never defy
For who could ever think to themselves:
To think for themselves?
To doublethink? Impossible
Keep your brains on the shelves
Blindfolded prayers and
Ignorant soma-abusers
Prepare to switch sides as
I become the accuser

Dare to suggest and to offer new ideas
That may destroy your whole foundation
Unquestioned answers will drown you in gratification
Until the blindfold is lowered for complete mental stagnation

Question your instincts
And question your dogma
Question your family, spirit, and all those billboards
Question your priest
And question your friends
Question your television, mall chains, and teachers

Question yourself

Dare to suggest and to offer new ideas
That may destroy your whole foundation
Unquestioned answers will drown you in gratification
Until the blindfold is lowered for complete mental stagnation

Swallow the adulteration until it is too late
Allow the contamination to flow through your system
Just when your salvation looks almost within grasp
The shocking revelation will meet you face to face

It's too late