Hey kids, don't look inside
'Cause there ain't nothing to see
Just a man and his magic box
He's hypnotized and bulging
A prisoner of his own slothA fiery, hound of hell
Is heading straight for me
But it's okay, I invited him in
He knows more than I doWell, the sun comes up as a lump of coal
And the palm trees catch on fire
And you tap your confession
On a cold dead phone
And you realize that you're a liarThere ain't nobody wanna follow you
And there ain't no Fantastic Four
And if we're talking the God's honest truth
She don't think about you no moreNo one looks into the eye of the Gorgon
And lives, uh, uh, baby
That's just ain't the way things works
Not for this jerkPeeking out of my shades
I see a girl on a donkey
But she's riding away
No love todayThe sun comes up as a lump of coal
And the palm trees catch on fire
And you tap your conspicion
On a cold, dead phone
And you realize that God's a liarBut there ain't nobody wanna follow you
And there ain't no Fantastic Four
And if we're talking the God's honest truth
He don't think about you no moreWell, the sun comes up as a lump of coal
And the palm trees catch on fire
And you tap your confession on a cold, dead phone
Hey, anyone can be a liarBut there ain't nobody wanna follow you
And there ain't no Fantastic Four
And if we're talking the God's honest truth
He don't think about you no more