I Think truths are really a huge problem
I Think lies are too much on my mind
I Think conspiracies have got a lot to do with why the world sucks
But what can you do?
Like a black rain, beating down on me
Like a crazy line, which won't let go of my brain
Like paranoia, it is in my head
Blame it on the Government
Blame it on the Government
Blame it on the Government
I Think theories are gonna drive us all crazy
And deaths make me feel like a child
I Think bics will eventually be the downfall of civilization
But what can you do? I said what can you do?
Like a black rain, beating down on me
Like a crazy line, which won't let go of my brain
Like paranoia, it is in my head
Blame it on the Government
Blame it on the Government
Blame it on the Government
Like a black rain, beating down on me
Like an evil smile, cruel and cold
Like paranoia, it is in my head
Blame it on the Government
Blame it on the Government
Blame it on the Government
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