Most Folks Are About as Happy as They Make up Their Minds to Be

My future looks so bright
Only yesterday they told me you were gone
Sing a one note song of rage
Two words combined that can't make sense

Foreign life forms inventory
Only yesterday they told me you were gone
Leaping from the sky
Know it all scholar
Sing a one note song of rage

A retreat for the damned
Run for cover, run
Everything's helter-skelter

A retreat for the damned
But dammit, this well's gone dry
Only yesterday they told me you were gone
Unlike your love for me
Two words combined that can't make sense

A retreat for the damned
Sing a one note song of rage

Hunting the abyss lord, hunting the abyss lord
A retreat for the damned
Punched me in the nose
Punched me in the nose
You take a mortal man

A retreat for the damned
Sing a one note song of rage

Two words combined that can't make sense
Hunting the abyss lord, hunting the abyss lord
Everything's helter-skelter
You take a mortal man

My future looks so bright
A retreat for the damned
Know it all scholar
Everything's helter-skelter

Unlike your love for me
Punched me in the nose

Two words combined that can't make sense
Hunting the abyss lord, hunting the abyss lord
Everything's helter-skelter
I'm a dirt torpedo
Run for cover, run

My future looks so bright
I'm a dirt torpedo
Now there's motives for the suspect
Don't look now to israel
Sing a one note song of rage

Two words combined that can't make sense
Only yesterday they told me you were gone

But dammit, this well's gone dry
Everything's helter-skelter.

My ears are overcome with noise
One hour from now
Snakes... surround me
The land of opportunity

Faster as I go
One hour from now
Like the walls are closing in
Know it all scholar
Snakes... surround me

And should we really care
Raving impossibilities
Ensuing power vacuum

And should we really care
But some crazy shit has happened since "the conjuring"
One hour from now
Up into my hideout
The land of opportunity

And should we really care
Snakes... surround me

Hangar 18 I know too much.
And should we really care
Pretending not to notice
Pretending not to notice
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault

And should we really care
Snakes... surround me

The land of opportunity
Hangar 18 I know too much.
Ensuing power vacuum
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault

My ears are overcome with noise
And should we really care
Know it all scholar
Ensuing power vacuum

Up into my hideout
Pretending not to notice

The land of opportunity
Hangar 18 I know too much.
Ensuing power vacuum
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
Raving impossibilities

My ears are overcome with noise
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
No time for questions
Down in my seat of judgement
Snakes... surround me

The land of opportunity
One hour from now

But some crazy shit has happened since "the conjuring"
Ensuing power vacuum.

My thinking is derailed
Only one will stay alive, only one will stay alive
Some people live to destroy me
To get there early is on time

Filled with an insubordinate race
Only one will stay alive, only one will stay alive
Luck deserted me and the truth
Killing for religion
Some people live to destroy me

And you feel a sudden chill
Reminisce in the attic
Elysian fields...

And you feel a sudden chill
By the skin o'my teeth
Only one will stay alive, only one will stay alive
Uneasy feeling, burning out my eyes
To get there early is on time

And you feel a sudden chill
Some people live to destroy me

High priests of holocaust, fire from the sea
And you feel a sudden chill
Packed my bags and headed west
Packed my bags and headed west
You take a mortal man

And you feel a sudden chill
Some people live to destroy me

To get there early is on time
High priests of holocaust, fire from the sea
Elysian fields...
You take a mortal man

My thinking is derailed
And you feel a sudden chill
Killing for religion
Elysian fields...

Uneasy feeling, burning out my eyes
Packed my bags and headed west

To get there early is on time
High priests of holocaust, fire from the sea
Elysian fields...
I'm coming in for the kill...
Reminisce in the attic

My thinking is derailed
I'm coming in for the kill...
No more living trapped inside
Dirt grits beneath me feet
Some people live to destroy me

To get there early is on time
Only one will stay alive, only one will stay alive

By the skin o'my teeth
Elysian fields...

My poison fills your head
Oh what you gonna do?
Some people risk to employ me
The only way out of pain

Forever trusting
Oh what you gonna do?
Let the ceremony consecrate the marriage
Kill many, and you're a conqueror
Some people risk to employ me

A tiptoe through the darkness
Random turmoil builds in me
Exhilarating high

A tiptoe through the darkness
Bang... it happened
Oh what you gonna do?
Unlike your love for me
The only way out of pain

A tiptoe through the darkness
Some people risk to employ me

How do you do? my name is trouble
A tiptoe through the darkness
Put me down to lift you up
Put me down to lift you up
You got a problem the problem is you

A tiptoe through the darkness
Some people risk to employ me

The only way out of pain
How do you do? my name is trouble
Exhilarating high
You got a problem the problem is you

My poison fills your head
A tiptoe through the darkness
Kill many, and you're a conqueror
Exhilarating high

Unlike your love for me
Put me down to lift you up

The only way out of pain
How do you do? my name is trouble
Exhilarating high
It was just another day
Random turmoil builds in me

My poison fills your head
It was just another day
Now there's method to the madness
Damned if I'll be dead
Some people risk to employ me

The only way out of pain
Oh what you gonna do?

Bang... it happened
Exhilarating high

My creation
Oh what you gonna do?
Satan rears his ugly head, to spit into the wind
The more seriously I took things

Fracture it's jaw to let me be
Oh what you gonna do?
Life? ... what do ya mean life? ... I ain't got a life
Killed a few feet from the cages
Satan rears his ugly head, to spit into the wind

And when all is won and lost
Rise so high, yet so far to fall
Empty jars of sleeping pills

And when all is won and lost
Backed in a corner, caught up in the race
Oh what you gonna do?
Up into my hideout
The more seriously I took things

And when all is won and lost
Satan rears his ugly head, to spit into the wind

Hair... is burning
And when all is won and lost
Psychotron
Psychotron
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault

And when all is won and lost
Satan rears his ugly head, to spit into the wind

The more seriously I took things
Hair... is burning
Empty jars of sleeping pills
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault

My creation
And when all is won and lost
Killed a few feet from the cages
Empty jars of sleeping pills

Up into my hideout
Psychotron

The more seriously I took things
Hair... is burning
Empty jars of sleeping pills
I thought I had it made
Rise so high, yet so far to fall

My creation
I thought I had it made
No more mister nice guy
Down in my seat of judgement
Satan rears his ugly head, to spit into the wind

The more seriously I took things
Oh what you gonna do?

Backed in a corner, caught up in the race
Empty jars of sleeping pills