Paradise or imprisonment? Love is a many feathered bird well isn't it? I have a mind that I'm losing At least I'm going loony with a delusion of my own choosing I believe in miracles It's sadder being serious, the data is empirical Which makes for smooth sailin On hidden cam I did a jam with Eddie Van Halen I'm not an ordinary cat God is alive in me I hate that ordinary crap The first time that my lady ever sat on my lap I knew that God was giving me a pat on the back I switched from Humble Pi to Lemon Meringue Cause all that I'm afraid of made up like the big bang So everyday I give thanks Despite the replayed delayed teenage angst Taken to its logical conclusion The frequencies that ain't in tune are cruising for a bruising So I would never choose the subterfuge and the illusion Media controls your thoughts Media controls your thoughts Nothing really matters about sports Nothing really matters about sports Media controls your thoughts Media controls your thoughts Nothing really matters about sports Nothing really matters about sports