you filled my head with lies,
nothing there when I die,
just a deluxe monkey
you priest of make believe
high priest,
high priest,
your natural history,
it's all just a fantasy,
high priest,
high priest,
you're facts are illusion,
your lessons delusion
so blind to the spiritual side,
in antique theories you hide,
teaching class eyes wide shut,
you high priests of hive thought
high priest,
high priest,
your natural history,
it's all just a fantasy,
high priest,
high priest,
you're facts are illusion,
your lessons delusion
I have a mind of my own,
I'll decide what is known,
I'm not your fool to play,
you priests of the modern age
high priest,
high priest,
your natural history,
it's all just a fantasy,
high priest,
high priest,
you're facts are illusion,
your lessons delusion
( male voice reading over radio)
if you can design an organic machine machine able to self replicate, self repair, adapt to any environment, move fluidly while absorbing all pertinent data from the environment and processing it with higher speeds than any supercomputer all while running on Twinkies, I might just listen.
high priest,
high priest,
your natural history,
it's all just a fantasy,
high priest,
high priest,
you're facts are illusion,
your lessons delusion
your evidence fabricated,
your facts imagination,
I'm not listening now,
I'm not going to bow
I'm not going to bow
high priest,
high priest,
your natural history,
it's just fantasy,
high priest,
high priest,
you're facts are illusion,
your lessons delusion