Blenderhead
Bad Religion
Letra

Flying through a dark prismatic tunnel on a carousel
The earth is turning and you know it very well
Your mind is reeling like ten helicopters
Wheeling and you're gonna hit the ceiling
Like a mallet on a bell

Hey, blenderhead
They're starting to ask questions
Your transgressions are a danger flashing sign
Challenge conventions and radiate your splendor
And feel those flywheels churn on your blenderhead

Tally up the gleaming ventured in a wishing well
Each shining trinket has a story it can tell
Your moments pining like those tales all
Intertwining can become the rusted lining
Of a deep neglected shell

Hey, blenderhead, you ask so many questions
Your confusion's a life-affirming sign
Break from tradition and carry on with valour
And feel those flywheels churn you blenderhead