Song parody of
The Answer Doesn't Exist
by Lessons in Crime
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A rush to the head of cortisol
Innate in her skill
Oh, ain't she so funny
The way she controls my psyche?
I've got everything in my pocket
Lights to guide me
Wings to fly me
Cry me a river and I won't come home (HEY!)
Throw me on a weightless uphill journey
Ask all these questions that we don't understand
Like, “where’s the soul?”
But I know there's a road running in me
We’ll stop at nothing when we don’t got no plan
But if you know what you know
There's a world in the TV
I’m screaming at a crowd to make them believe
Like, am I everything you want me to be?
Menacing is everything I see
And what is coming is an abating in meaning of what we've searched for so long now
Let's stop for a minute
And clean every pigeon-hole out
The day is defeated
No, I've been bitten to the bone
And I've got this feeling that the worst is yet to come
Tread that lightly and I'll wait here until we can go
And ask these questions that we don't understand
Like, “where’s the soul?”
But I know there's a road running in me
We’ll stop at nothing when we don’t got no plan
But if I know what I know
There's a world in the TV
Raise your hand and ask
But the answer doesn't exist
And your mind is an anchor
Ready, set, go!
Ask all these questions that we don't understand
Like, “where’s the soul?”
But I know there's a road running in me
We’ll stop at nothing when we don’t got no plan
But if you know what you know
There's a world in the TV
Raise your hand (A rush to the head of cortisol, innate in her skill)
And ask (Oh ain’t she so funny)
But the answer (The way she controls my psyche)
Doesn’t exist (I’ve got everything in my pocket)
And your mind (Lights to guide me, wings to fly me
Cry my a river and I won’t come home)
Is an anchor (Throw me on a weightless, uphill journey)
A rush to the head of cortisol
Innate in her skill
Oh, ain't she so funny
The way she controls my psyche?
I've got everything in my pocket
Lights to guide me
Wings to fly me
Cry me a river and I won't come home (HEY!)
Throw me on a weightless uphill journey
Ask all these questions that we don't understand
Like, “where’s the soul?”
But I know there's a road running in me
We’ll stop at nothing when we don’t got no plan
But if you know what you know
There's a world in the TV
I’m screaming at a crowd to make them believe
Like, am I everything you want me to be?
Menacing is everything I see
And what is coming is an abating in meaning of what we've searched for so long now
Let's stop for a minute
And clean every pigeon-hole out
The day is defeated
No, I've been bitten to the bone
And I've got this feeling that the worst is yet to come
Tread that lightly and I'll wait here until we can go
And ask these questions that we don't understand
Like, “where’s the soul?”
But I know there's a road running in me
We’ll stop at nothing when we don’t got no plan
But if I know what I know
There's a world in the TV
Raise your hand and ask
But the answer doesn't exist
And your mind is an anchor
Ready, set, go!
Ask all these questions that we don't understand
Like, “where’s the soul?”
But I know there's a road running in me
We’ll stop at nothing when we don’t got no plan
But if you know what you know
There's a world in the TV
Raise your hand (A rush to the head of cortisol, innate in her skill)
And ask (Oh ain’t she so funny)
But the answer (The way she controls my psyche)
Doesn’t exist (I’ve got everything in my pocket)
And your mind (Lights to guide me, wings to fly me
Cry my a river and I won’t come home)
Is an anchor (Throw me on a weightless, uphill journey)
