You thi-ink you know lots o-of stuff
Bu-ut sit do-own, bud, your lo-obes might bust
That cra-azy-y shit you blog a-a ton
I-Is simply-y wrong, it's to-otal nuts
Uh

Corporation's aren't doin' shit
Obviously they are, just not stupid shit (oh-oh)
Aren't infusin' chips meant for mind control in barbecue-type chips
When that crossed my feed for the umpteenth time
Guess the other times I've blogged refutin' this
Didn't change a thing, I rolled my eyes (oh-oh)
But I can't be callin' you a twit, that's douchiness
And sometimes I wonder
When you post this stuff with some catchy hook (oh-oh)
"Moon-landings were FALSE, it's a simple FACT"
But the proof you've brought? It takes no thought
To debunk your brainless natter
'Bout the flag and the other prattle
Can't tell (oh-oh) if you're serious with these matters
Or the ad flow from the rebut traffic
Is the real goal, I'm just askin'
Findin' patterns in the absence (oh-oh)
Can be said to be a real sign of madness
Just a tad, Neil and Buzz aren't actors
You're not the only one makin' these calls
There's a bunch of crazed dudes makin' tall (oh-oh)
Claims about 9/11, that rot
Afraid it's horseshit, that is all

May thi-ink you know tons o-of stuff
Bu-ut it's plai-ain wrong, a loa-oad of bunk
A Twi-itte-er twit's all you a-are, bud
You-our "real tru-uth" blog is to-otal nuts

Ev'ry single day, in your tweets, on Tumblr
You try to convince (oh-oh) me that the fluoride flow
Is what is makin' us dumber
Swear evidence is buildin' up, yeah, buildin' up
That in the skies, the chemtrails are fillin' up (oh-oh)
But it's a load of lies, plain Grade-A bullplop
Based on nothin' but a badly made Photoshop
Wish that I could say bye
Never tweet at you, delete all my screeds
That points out (oh-oh) that the "Lizard Jew-minati"
Is too complex to work, let that lie, it's below me, uh
Ev'ryone I know knows you're total nuts
But with each damn block, you ain't foldin' up (oh-oh)
Packin' your bags in some kinda metaphor
But it still seems you're still postin' up
Ev'ry kind of pure bogus bunk
Sometimes I wonder how you get so frazzed up
The followers of your feed do that to mock you, see
Not buyin' your all-caps dumps, mate
You're not a huge force, bud, your time is small
Time's goin' to waste, it's all pure balls
Kinda sad, right, but still piss right off
Your "truth" ain't sane, it's balls, that's all

Might thi-ink you know all the-e stuff
Bu-ut it's a-a lot of bo-ogus junk
I ai-ain't a-a "sheep", I'm just no-ot dumb
I-It's plain you-our blog is to-otal nuts

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