Lyrics

You could tell me the planet was a plate and I'd believe it You could tell me the sky was made of fire and my eyes wouldn't have to see it I've got to trust this scale it's gauging all the weight As good as heads or tails my mythic estate But how much longer will I wait? I demonstrate the patience of a saint My head gets pruned from being up my ass Is magic still magic if it all can be so easily explained?