Hey mom there's something in the backroom
I hope it's not the creature from above
You used to read me stories
As if my dreams were boring
We all know conspiracies are dumb

What if people knew that these were real
I'd leave my closet door open all night
I know the CIA would say
What you hear is all hearsay
I wish someone would tell me what was right

Up all night long
And there's something very wrong
And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday
I'm not like you guys
I'm not like you

I am still the skeptic yes you know me
Been best friends and will be till we die
I got an injection
Of love from the erection
My best friend thinks I'm just humping guys, Alright

Up all night long
And there's something very wrong
And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday
I'm not like you guys
I'm not like you

Dark and scary, ordinary
explanation, information
nice to know ya, parnoia
Where's my mother, biofather

Up all night long
And there's something very wrong
And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday
I'm not like you guys
Twelve majestic lies
Tom has sex with guys

Hey Mark, who here thinks that I look similar to Tom Cruise
Thank you (yeah) I think so too
L ike Tom Cruise in that movie born on the 4th of July, that one
Where he's handicapped and retarded and stupid and nobody likes him
And he just shit's all over himself and he's a fucking ass hole
Hey that was mean
That's right
Never attack somebody that Shits on himself
Do you guys think it's wierd to shit your pants when you're sleeping
Not that I do it, but I did it last night
And I haven't taken a shower since
And I'm wondering if that's what smells

Hey I wrote this next song want to here it
You don't have a choice
It goes like this