Paroles de 'Science Fiction' par Church of the Cosmic Skull

He said he'd opened the mind up
Of another one (opened the mind up of another one)
Taken the prizes of a great many competitions
And all the people they stood on their chairs
And they stared at the man with the silver hair
Taken the findings of the science man
Raising his hands to the air

So he's making the minds up of the millions
And they'd never deny that he's right
'Cause he's taken a prize of many a size
If ever he dies he'll have a tombstone of a very high height

Yes he's making the minds up of the millions
And they'd never deny that he's right
Coz' he's taken a prize of many a size
He wears his disguise all of the day
And in the middle of the night

So he's making the minds up of the millions
So they'd never deny that
So they'd never deny that
Never deny that he's right

So he's making the minds up of the millions
So they'd never deny that he's right
So he's making the minds up of the people
So they'd never deny that he's right

He said he'd opened the minds up of a another one
Raising his hands to the air

So he's making the minds up of the millions
And they'd never deny that he's right
'Cause he's taken a prize of many a size
He wears his disguise all of the day
And in the middle of the night
And they'd never deny that he's right