Lloyd Boyd was conspiranoid
Barking chemtrails in the skies
Claiming Bill Gates has put microchips
In all the chicken pot pies
Launching himself in his lawnchair
Proving the earth was flat
Microwaving his burritos
Now he always wears his tinfoil hat
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Marion Barrion, contrarian
Felt Dr. Tony was selling her lies
So to keep from getting the big bad flu
She sprinkled cat urine into her eyes
With garlic cloves in her nostrils
And drier sheets taped to her head
Marion Barrion, contrarian
Is now stinking up a hospital bed
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Can lead a horse to water
But you cannot make him drink
You can guide a fool towards logic
But you'll rarely make him think
Be wary of conspiranoia
As purveyors abound
For an open mind too open
Spills its contеnts on the ground
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia