blenderhead lyrics – bad religion

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 youre gonna hit the ceiling like a mallet on a bell,

hey, blenderhead, theyre starting to ask questions,
your transgressions are a danger flashing sign,
challenge conventions and radiate your splendor
and feel those flywheels turn your blender… head (yeah)

tally up the gleaming ventured on 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 sh*ll,

hey, blenderhead, you ask so many questions,
your confusions a life-affirming sign,
break from tradition and carry on with valor
and feel those flywheels churn your blender… head (yeah)

/ bad religion lyrics