Why are we in here? How did it begin? Is the world coming to an end? And how will it meet its FIN? Well, there’s somethin’ goin’ on out there We don’t know much or care But there’s somethin’ goin’ on And there’s nothing we can do about it Yeah Is money all good Or evil within? All these questions are inside my head They are making it spin But there’s somethin’ goin’ on out there Maybe Martians hate warfare But there’s somethin’ goin’ on And there’s nothing we can do about it Maybe the stars are really dark And Dark Matter is really bright That’s like spelling my name with a backwards R And now everything’s alright We’re gonna say Dark matter, dark matter, dark matter, S.O.S. Dark matter, dark matter Dark matter, dark matter, dark matter, S.O.S. Dark matter, dark matter Yeah But there’s somethin’ goin’ on out there We don’t know much or care But there’s somethin’ goin’ on Somethin’ goin’ on, somethin’ goin’ on And there’s nothing we can do about it at all Nothin’ at all Nothin’ at all But there’s somethin’ goin’ on Nothing we can do about it at all

We face our common problems They concern only material things Now we’ll spread our wings Well, the only thing to fear Is not me or somebody else Stay alert and awake Watch out for the fear of fear itself Yet our concern comes from no Plague of locusts, no Mars attack No one broke their back Well, the only thing to fear Is not me or somebody else Stay alert and awake Watch out for the fear of fear itself Well, the only thing to fear Is not me or somebody else Stay alert and awake Watch out for the fear, the fear, the fear Yeah, the only thing to fear Is not me or somebody else Stay alert and awake Watch out for the fear of fear itself Watch out for the fear of fear itself Watch out for the fear of fear itself

Some guys like to go to school and study hard Some guys like to hand outside and work in the yard Some guys like to sit at home, watching the tube And you can do that, but I’m not that kind of dude Some guys like to go to the gym, let their muscles grow And I have no problem with them if they wanna go But it really hurts me when people won’t let Me do what I want and think what I want I think you get it I’m myself, I’m who I can be I’m myself, me and me alone Yeah, I’m myself, and they can’t change me I’m me, you’re you We’ll find something to do There was a man I met one day, really nice guy Had a family and a house near the sea for which you’d die But he tried to force his opinions on me So you know I let him be I guess some people just aren’t satisfied ‘Til they think like them, almost makes me cry I’m myself, I’m who I can be I’m myself, me and me alone Yeah-yeah, I’m myself, and they can’t change me I’m me, you’re you We’ll find something to do We’ll find something to do Do what you want all day And don’t care what they say Remember one thing You know this is what I say This is what I say And if it lasts us through the night I’ll give you a ride You won’t forget for the rest of your life Alright, alright I’m myself, I’m who I can be I’m myself, me and me alone Yeah, I’m myself, and you can’t change me I’m myself, this is what I say Yeah-yeah-yeah, I’m myself, and you can’t change me I’m me, you’re you We’ll find something to do We’ll find something to do We’ll find something to do

Think before you fight Do what is right To make a change Plan before you speak Prove you’re not weak And see a new age It doesn’t have to be so bad Yeah, we’re made Think about all the friends we once had They’ve taken everything Nothing is safe We’ve gotta keep our sanity Help us find our way out This planet isn’t safe to live on Look back, it’s time to get on Gotta keep our sanity Help us find our way out Stop sitting on your ass Thinking of the past That won’t change a thing What went on back then Is history again So now I’ll sing It doesn’t matter if it’s free We need sanity Think about all the lives that are free They’ve taken everything Nothing is safe We’ve gotta keep our sanity Help us find our way out This planet isn’t safe to live on Look back, it’s time to get on Gotta keep our sanity Help us find our way out Oh Hey They’ve taken everything (Yeah) Nothing is safe (Oh) We’ve gotta keep our sanity Help us find our way out This planet isn’t safe to live on Look back, it’s time to get on Gotta keep our sanity Help us find our way out Oh (Gotta keep our sanity) (Help us find our way out) Oh Gotta keep our sanity Help us find our way Out

We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere “We’re on the way to nowhere” That’s what I was saying when I was driving down Highway 420 one Thursday afternoon in my ‘73 psychedelic-painted Volkswagen Microbus. The back was filled with musical instruments. There was a Fender Stratocaster signed by Hendrix, a Gibson Les Paul complete with a whammy bar and everything, there were keyboards and amps, basses and drums, everything that one would need for a band! Except I didn’t have a band. That’s why I was going down Highway 420 that afternoon in my psychedelic Volkswagen Microbus: to recruit members for my band. My dad was asleep in the seat beside me, so I wildly shook him up and yelled, “Wake up, Dad!” He opened his eyes, looked around, and said, “Cow.” Well, that was weird. I didn’t know why the first thing my dad said when he woke up was, “Cow.” So I looked back at the road, and standing right there, in the middle of the road, was the biggest, meanest-looking bull I have ever seen. Well, I didn’t want to get into that bull’s way, so I slowed down and drove around it. “That’s a close one,” I remember thinking. But that was before I looked in the rearview mirror and saw that the bull was running towards the bus at maximum speed. I soon realized that it was charging me, so, not remembering that the bus is about as twice as big as the bull… I slammed my foot down on the gas, and the bull kept charging, it just wouldn’t stop! Unfortunately… I wound up driving off the road and crashing into a telephone pole. I tried driving away and getting back on the road, but it was then that I realized that I had a flat tire. As if on cue, a police officer drove up, and I went up to him and I said, “Just the person I was looking for! Officer, my tire’s flat.” And he interrupted me and he said, “Shut up.” So I said, “What seems to be the problem, Officer?” And he said, “Son, I saw ya speedin’ down th’ road at 78 miles per hour.” And I said, “Well, you see, Officer, that bull was chasing me.” And he said, “What bull?” So I pointed back at the road, but the bull was not there. So I said, “Hey, my dad can confirm there was a bull! Dad!” And I looked back at him, but he had fallen asleep again, so I shook him around to wake him up, and he looked around and he said: “Wow, I just had the craziest dream.” So the cops came around with a tow truck, and they took away my 1973 psychedelic Volkswagen Microbus with instruments in the back, and the head cop said, “I’ll see you in court tomorrow, son.” My dad and I walked for miles and miles in the general direction that the cops had driven away, until we came to a hotel. We made a reservation for the room, and we slept all the night, until 10 AM, when I had to leave to go to the trial. I wore a suit that I had worn five years earlier at my godfather’s funeral, minus the sportsjacket because I had left it at home, and the shirt sleeves had been ripped off two weeks ago by our dog back at home, and I didn’t have my tie, so I had to wear one of my dad’s. When I walked into the courtroom wearing a five-year-old suit with ripped sleeves, a mismatching tie, and unruly hair, you can guess what the courtroom’s reaction was. I went in and a creepy dude with rainbow-colored hair and a bright blue suit—I later discovered he was the bailiff—told me to put my hand on a strange book he had in his hand. I did so, and he told me to raise my right hand, and I did that too. Then he asked me if I swore to tell the truth, so I said yes. The judge, who looked like a combination of Merlin and Larry Fine, told me to take the stand, so I sat down, and the prosecutor said, “Son, what is your name?” So I told him, and he said, “Son, what are you on?” And I said, “I’m on the stand, sir.” The last thing I remember was him telling me not to joke around, then he called me a word I can’t repeat on the radio, and I must have fallen asleep or something, but the judge had made his final verdict: I was found innocent. Other witnesses must have testified seeing that bull as well; however, the head cop also told me that if I got in trouble with the law again, the punishment would be way more severe. So I got in my psychedelic Volkswagen Microbus, with brand new tires, and with my dad at my side, we continued down Highway 420 to get new bandmembers, and we were… On the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere Nowhere Night was falling as we continued along. We had driven all day since the trial. I was still even wearing my clothes from the trial. And we were thirsty as heck. As if on cue, we came to a bar. My dad was fast asleep, so I parked the bus and went in, hoping to find musicians. It was just my luck that as soon as I walked in, I saw her. She was mid-20s, perfect body, and her hair was deep red. She wore a purple tank top and white shorts. She was next to the bar on the stage, playing the drums. As she performed her solo, it was like she was a female version of Keith Moon. It was then that I knew I had found my true love, and I knew she would be perfect for my band. So after the song was done and she went to the bar to get a beer, I approached her and asked her, “Hey, beautiful. You were really good on the drums. Why don’t you come up to my place and play with me? I’ll pay you.” It turned out she was an undercover vice cop, so I was arrested for solicitation. I, of course, only meant that I’d pay her to play the drums and join my band, but I couldn’t explain it to her. As she drove away in her cop car with me in the back, I felt that if God existed, then right now he’d be eating popcorn… with butter! When we arrived at the police station, I was shoved in the cell, and who should be guarding me but the same small-town cop I met earlier. He said, “Well, well, son, I thought I said to never get in trouble with th’ law again.” Luckily, he was too busy eating his donuts to notice that I had grabbed his keys, which he had foolishly set on the desk next to me. When I was in the cell, I contemplated how to escape unnoticed. I had to set up some kind of distraction. Luckily, when I looked out the window, I saw the bull. It was staring at me inside my cell, all cornered up. Bingo. I looked at it directly in the eyes and gave it the universal hand signal for “Bite me.” Well, the bull started charging, and it knocked down the door and broke in, and the cops were all, “AAH! AAH! AAH!” And bull was running everywhere, mooing and huffing and causing all sorts of chaos and panic! Meanwhile, I unlocked the door and slipped away, and my dad just happened to be outside, so I jumped into my getaway car—or my getaway Microbus, take it as you will—and we drove off, never to return again! I guess there’s a moral to this story, and that is that if you ever encounter a bull in the middle of the road, pull over and let the bull pass. Don’t try to pass it. Also, if you drive down Highway 420 to look for some musicians, you won’t find any, because whether you know it or not, driving down Highway 420 will have you writing a song like this and singing it. And you know what you’ll be singing? I’ll tell you what you’ll be singing! You’ll be singin’… We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere One more time! We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere We’re on the way to nowhere

Watch all the water flow into the creek As it’s been doing pretty much all week See it dripping down, flowing through the holes Don’t look too closely as the water overflows Seven billion droplets with hundreds more everyday We don’t do anything besides sit and wait Stuck inside a little box, our bodies and our brains They’re slowly losing control, but we don’t feel the pain But it’s too late to do anything Yes, it’s too late, much too late for change It wasn’t too late years ago, we could have changed By making different choices that could make a very different today But I think we both know that we didn’t make those choices right And I think we both know that we missed our time to fight But it’s too late to do anything Yes, it’s too late, much too late for change We don’t want to move, venture into the world outside As the little box completely engulfs our minds We are our own deaths, nothing more to say So when are we gonna stand up and ask ourselves, “Does it have to be this way?” Is it too late to do something? Is it too late, is it too late for change? Is it too late? Too late, too late Too late, too late, too late for change

I know this girl And I guess that I’m kind of seein’ her And maybe things have gotten wild once in a while But that’s not always good I’ll admit she’s the best thing that ever happened to me But sometimes, she is also the worst thing And at those times, I wanna buzz her head off With a chainsaw! She’s driving me crazy, she’s making me insane Depleting the braincells stored in my brain Beautiful know-it-all We make out and then we brawl Now I don’t know what to do I both love and I despise you When I’m trying to sleep She always wakes me up and I have to leave And by the end of the night, I’m sleeping outside And it ticks me off! We are very far from being the perfect couple Because to tell you the truth, we hate each other And I have to bring a football helmet when we struggle And bring a chainsaw! She’s driving me crazy, she’s making me insane Depleting the braincells stored in my brain Beautiful know-it-all We make out and then we brawl Now I don’t know what to do I both love and I despise you You tell me ‘bout an on-and-off relationship Brother, listen, I can really tell you ‘bout it Every time we argue, she says, “Don’t give me no lip,” And kisses me and says, “Whatcha gonna do ‘bout it?” But somehow, we have learned to stand each other Yet I still don’t know how she stands her mother One day I was so made that I flew to Mars And spent Christmas Eve underneath the stars But that’s another story entirely I gotta go now; wait, just one more thing I’ll admit she’s the best thing that ever happened to me But sometimes, she is also the worst thing And at those times, I wanna buzz her head off With a chainsaw! She’s driving me crazy, she’s making me insane Depleting the braincells stored in my brain Beautiful know-it-all We make out and then we brawl Now I don’t know what to do I both love and I despise you I both love and I despise you

Can we stand ourselves much longer? Or are we lost and gone forever? I don’t know where I’m going I’m not sure what I’m doing The truth is, I’m not moving But I don’t notice The walls are moving inward The space is getting thinner The life is growing shorter But I don’t notice The world’s becoming stranger The people getting weirder My headache’s getting stronger But I don’t notice Repetitive, my life is Dark and grim, the plight is And running out, my time is But I don’t notice The world, it may be spinning The rich men may be grinning My brain it may be slimming But I don’t notice The rich men, they will get richer The poor men will just get poorer And good men can’t stand the horror But I don’t notice The world’s becoming stranger The people getting weirder My headache’s getting stronger But I don’t notice No, I don’t notice No, I don’t Yeah Before you get your children, I insert a little chip into them Monitor their every move, we always know what they are doing They go to school and read only books we’ve issued through a Process that removes any ideas that we don’t approve of Every family unit must report to headquarters for the census The consensus is you’re with us or against us No arms for the defenseless, you rebel and you get locked away In dungeons or get bludgeoned by a fatal tesla death ray Let’s pray to gods that we print on paper currency We’re currently at odds with enlightened few that urgently Influence us to broaden our individuality And adamantly point out all our systematic fallacies Nothing’s here to see or hear that isn’t clear as glass But when we choose not to see, we lose the truth that we all lack No We all really know No But we choose not to show Can we stand ourselves much longer? Or are we lost and gone forever? Can we stand ourselves much longer? Or are we lost and gone forever? Can we stand ourselves much longer? Or are we lost and gone forever? Can we stand ourselves much longer? Or are we lost and gone forever?

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all ‘cross the planet Not a creature was stirring on the red dust and granite Or so it appeared as I flew overhead In my small spaceship over the surface so red While the admirals at home were partying ‘round I had to fly my ship over the endless red ground Of the planet so far, the glowing red star Our closest neighbor, the planet of Mars This is how I spent most of Christmas Eve On the planet of Mars that I wanted to leave That’s what I thought until I saw the glow Of something very strange on the planet below I landed my ship and looked around For miles and miles, I stared at the ground Looking for a sign, some footprints or such But what I did find, well, it wasn’t much It was just a hint of some reddish fur I didn’t know why, but it made me say, “Brr!” It was suddenly cold, so I went back to my ship Maybe flying over Mars wasn’t such a bad trip But think of my surprise when the engine wouldn’t start I’d lost sensors, too, and the galaxy chart And no wonder, I was out of gas I was stuck there on Mars, and I had to think fast I tried to call headquarters, Mission Control To contact the others was my goal But of course, I was out of range, and it wouldn’t work I was stuck there for good, and I felt like a jerk Eleven at night, and I could see the moons Phobos and Deimos floating by; soon It was nearing midnight, and I knew I’d be stuck On that dreaded red planet, and I needed some luck It was right about then, that’s when I heard A jingle of bells; now, that’s just absurd For bells don’t exist on this place of cruel fate But just to be sure, I’ll investigate What I saw at first, I couldn’t believe Another spacecraft, and I boarded to leave When I heard a deep voice, and my spleen did a flip “Just what do you think you’re doing to my ship?” I turned around to see a big man In a big red spacesuit, and He seemed to have a long white beard I can say it looked pretty weird Now I said, “Look, man, please don’t get mad But I’m in a situation that’s pretty bad I’m from Earth, you see, and I fly the stars And I’m looking for life on this planet of Mars I’m out of gas, my charts are broke When I tried calling Earth—” And again he spoke: “If you’re really in that much of a snit, Why don’t you just calm down a bit?” And then he winked, a flash of light And him and spaceship were out of site Now I knew there was some kind of catch A Christmas miracle happened in that flash I ran to my ship, and it was full of gas I took off and put it in warp to go fast And then I said, as the planet faded from sight “Merry Christmas to all, and always keep your gas can filled tight!”

Oh, and the world may turn around And my feet may land on the ground And a fish may never be drowned Never drowned As long as one plus two is three And the Earth is covered with sea You know I’ll still be hangin’ around Hangin’ round This is the world where we live and were born Don’t say nothing bad can happen, ‘cause believe me, it can Everything’s under control Everybody’s foaming at the mouth And the wars are going on because of greed But I’m still hangin’ around Oh, if some poison became wine And the people grew on a vine I would say that would be just fine Be just fine And if a bird refuses to fly And everybody did die You know I’d still be hangin’ ‘round Hangin’ round This is the world where we live and were born Don’t say nothing bad can happen, ‘cause believe me, it can Everything’s under control Everybody’s foaming at the mouth And the wars are going on because of an opinion But I’m still hangin’ ‘round Oh, this is the world where we live and were born Don’t say nothing bad can happen, ‘cause believe me, it can Everything’s under control Everybody’s foaming at the mouth And the wars are going on because of an opinion But I’m still hangin’ ‘round Oh, this is the world where we live and were born Don’t say nothing bad can happen, ‘cause believe me, believe me, it can Everything’s under control Everybody’s foaming at the mouth Wars are going on because of an opinion But I’m still hangin’ ‘round But I’m still hangin’ ‘round

You laugh and smile at everyone To hide your own insignificance You backhand-comp everyone you see But nobody is gonna be As important to you as your own vain self Don’t you know the sun is out? It’s time to come out and start a brand new day Don’t you know that the birds are out? It’s time to see the truth before it’s too late You got paralyzed last night in your room Because you were looking in the mirror for so long Like Greek mythology You got caught by your vanity And now it’s your enemy and it’s way too strong Your dad hated me, I know that for sure You said that music just isn’t his thing Well, you know it’s all yourself Don’t pin it on someone else ‘Cause you knew that he’s the one Who’s giving you all the money But your mirror can’t get you far It’ll only leave you standing in one place And your money may get you far But it won’t when you realize You’ve been spendin’ too long lookin’ at your own face I see everyone watching you with wonder Kissing the very ground that you step on I see them all bowing to ya But they’re all really thinking, screw ya You know that it won’t be long until they’re all gone You laugh and smile at everyone To hide your own insignificance You backhand-comp everyone you see But nobody is gonna be As important to you as your own vain self But your vanity won’t get you far It’ll only leave you standing in one place And your supporters may get you far But they won’t when you realize You’ve been spendin’ too long lookin’ at your own face Retreat to your room, to your mirror You’re putting all your makeup on The image you see of yourself Is not the same that everyone else Sees of you, because that fake mask is long gone Now look in the mirror once again As you realize who you are A crack’s on the thing you call your face If only you knew what’s taking place The truth’s coming out as the nova comes out of the dying star Once bringing beauty to all of the land Now it just can’t stand to go through this dark embrace The nova just brings it down To send its bright ashes all over the place You see, your mirror won’t get you far It’ll leave you standing completely alone in your place And your vanity won’t get you far Because you’ve realized You’ve been spendin’ too long lookin’ at your own face You’ve been spendin’ too long lookin’ at your own face You’ve been spendin’ too long lookin’ at your own face

My boss told me to cut up a tater And I said, “Nah, maybe I’ll do it later” What he doesn’t know is I’m a procrastinator And if you wanna be a hater Go and do it later Now, my boss was gonna fire me from my job But then he put that off; what a slob! But as for me, I’m just a procrastinator And if you see me doing nothing I’m procrastinating procrastinating My psychologist said that it’s all a joke He said that putting things off was for elderly folk Now, my psychologist is really a hater He said if I want to procrastinate, I should do it later I procrastinate sleeping I procrastinate getting laid I’d get paid for procrastinating But I procrastinate getting paid If I’m tempted to wait Instead, I hesitate I don’t care if it’s too late I still procrastinate I even procrastinated on finishing this song (Hey, finish the frickin’ song!) Eh, later.

I look through my head and I see what they saw What they have hid from me all these years The fate of the world depends on us now And death is no longer my biggest fear And my head will explode ‘Cause I’ve carried a load Oh no, really, I swear You had better prepare The truth may be a scare And it may not be fair And you give me a stare But I am not there We’re in the middle of a rocaklypse A rockalypse A rockalypse A rockalypse A rockalypse now I think we are tricked by society now But nobody cares, will you please move along? They’re going to smash us in the palms of their hands Conform us, control us, we must sing our song We try to do our best They are putting us down We do ssh-loads of work And we’re met with a frown And the media spreads lies About kings and celebs And we know it’s not fair But we are not there Watch out, everyone You’re in the middle of a rockalypse A rockalypse A rockalypse A rockalypse A rockalypse now Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah What we don’t understand Is that the world is alive now We gotta remember We must remember to save our world Save our world Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah A rockalypse A rockalypse A rockalypse A rockalypse now Now, now, now A rockalypse now Now, now, now A rockalypse now