Who Says You're Crazy?

This could be construed as offensive. But it's just shining light on the fact conspiracy theorists are all around us. Your neighbour, your co-worker, even your spouse may secretly be a conspiracy theorist. They're watching...

There's monsters under your bed
There's monsters living in your head
They're coming for you
They're gonna eat your shoes
There's monsters under your bed

There's ghosts haunting your room
They want to bring you doom
They died in your house and they can't escape
They're gonna freak you out until you break
There's ghosts haunting your room

Your friends say you're crazy, that you're insane
But you know who is really to blame...

There's a Jesus living on your street
He tells you what to eat
There's no meat in your diet, and you wear hemp
People says he's a hippie, but you know he's heaven sent...
There's a Jesus living on your street

There's an immigrant stealing your job
They come here in giant mobs
They don't pay taxes, they take handouts for free
The only thing they're good at is bagging groceries
There's an immigrant stealing your job

The shrinks say you're crazy, that you're insane
But you know who is really to blame...

There's nowhere for you to hide
9/11 was planned from the inside
The New World Order is on its way
And you're pretty sure we're all in the Matrix...
There's nowhere for you to hide

There's a goat pulling all the strings
It makes sense if you really think
He sits on a throne of gold and jewels
And he sent you all those immigrants and Jesus and ghouls
There's a goat pulling all the strings

The courts say you're crazy, that you're insane
But you know who is really to blame...

(It's the goat)

Lyrics and Music by Paul Little & Ian (2012)