Andy Kaufman's not dead, he's on a beach down in Belize
Don't believe in what you read, a victim of the thought police
So come on let's have a drink to the dead
The world is finally ending just like we always said
Come on in the dangers in your head, you can't trust your eyes
Use your heart instead
You're just another victim of the thought police!
You're just another victim of the thought police!
You know this means war! We're all rotten to the core
What's a covert army for, if you're not kicking down the door?
So come on let's have a drink to the dead
The world is finally ending just like we always said
Come on in the dangers in your head, you can't trust your eyes
Use your heart instead
You're just another victim of the thought police!
You're just another victim of the thought police!
Nobody knows, where the sun goes, when it goes down or how it comes round
Nobody knows, where the sun goes, when it goes down or how it comes round
Nobody knows, where the sun goes, when it goes down or how it comes round
Nobody knows, where the sun goes, when it goes down or how it comes round