Lyrics

It really will annoy ya
When they whisper paranoia
All the acrophobes are coping
Out the door and in the open
Knowing that the fog is lifting
I didn?t see the sand was shifting
Of the three, which will it be
Number 21, you?ll see

CHORUS
Snowcaps melt; the ocean rises
Turn on the news of no surprises
The anchorman is turning green
He read the ticker on the screen

Don?t relapse; reflect on flexes
Don?t believe in all those hexes
Scratch their heads and catch the hard stare
Take a hammer to the wheelchair
Blueprints on a blue screen; read ?em
And yogi?s pissed if you don?t feed ?em
Get the signal from the tagging
Re-released so they can bag ?em

CHORUS

Do you think that you could get this
Before they hypnotize witness
Well you?re looking pretty yellow for a second hand smoker
And you?re getting pretty good at liars? poker