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• Artiste: Mad Man and the Metaloids
• Titre: Conspiracy Theory: Love
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I have a theory; they're conspiring to end our love It's all too obvious; it fits like a hand in a glove Your girlfriends say I'm insane Too much paranoia in my brain But my theories are true, and your friends will be proven lame We made love on the grassy knoll, then stared at the moon Were no man has set foot, so far, but maybe soon I'll find out who shot JFK Then you'll love me the very next day But your heart is as cold as the skin of an alien grey The mailman's jealous, no love letters in my box And your manager too, that man changed all of your locks I called to say that I love you But my provider wouldn't put me through They're all against me with their laughter and their mocks I laid a chemtrail to my heart, but you took no head Too many fools wanna be your man and plant their seed Guys who think Bigfoot's not real Or, with aliens, we don't have a deal So you left me for one, and my heart fell at free-fall speed So my theory came true, and I find that our love is no more 'Cause you said goodbye and walked right out that door To a world that'll end real soon You won't survive without my underground room When all systems fail, and they start the third world war And the world will be rocked an rolled right down to its core And the Mayan calendar will be more than just folklore (Spoken) But I might let you back in my room during world war four Ya ha ha ha ha