Bad Religion Blenderhead Lyrics
Last updated: 12/06/2012 06:43:19 AM
Flying through a dark prismatic tunnel on a carousel, the earth is
Turning and you know it very well, your mind is reeling like a ten
Helicopters wheeling and you're gonna hit the ceiling like a mallet on
A bell. Hey, Blenderhead, they're starting to ask questions, your
transgressions are a danger, flashing sign, challenge conventions and
Radiate your splendor and feel those flywheels churn your Blenderhead.
Tally up the gleaming ventured on a wishing well, each shining trinket
Has a story it can tell. Your moments pining like those tales all
Intertwining can become the rusted lining of a deep neglected shell,
Hey, Blenderhead, you ask so many questions, your confusion's a life-
Affirming sign. Break from tradition and carry on with valor and feel
those flywheels churn you Blenderhead!
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