Background Radiation
Hey, what's wrong in my head? What's wrong in just being?
Hey, what's wrong in your head? smoke hits the ceiling
Nothing will be for real till we admit the unreal
Nothing will be for real, come along and play your part.
No one here will notice living in their eggshell
No one here will notice, the feeling won't be wasted
People are on the street wearing faces of sheep
People are on the street, I came along to play my part.
Background radiation, revolution sensation
A symbol translation, soul mutation
Background radiation, revolution vibration
TV medication, I came along to play my part.
The truth is what's inside, lies are plants looking for light
And you know this world it's full of holes.
In a universe of endless suns.
The same closed eyes, the same closed eyes, the same closed eyes
Hey, what's wrong in my head? What's wrong in just being?
Hey, what's wrong in your head? smoke hits the ceiling
Nothing will be for real till we admit the unreal
Nothing will be for real, come along and play your part.
Play your part, play your part.