Artist: mushroomhead
Song: mother machine gun
Year: 2003
Can we make progress?
Have we learned our lesson?
How can we take the test
Without the questions?
The mind will play Pontius
The heart's the defendant
The soul is the conscience
You're the next contestant
Some how the greatest point
Comes without reason
Somehow my made up mind
Acts without thinkin' right
Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like
Now I can't understand
What keeps me goin'
There is no master plan
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Believe it
Everythin' leaves me cold
Too many promises
Not enough evidence of my soul
Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like
Nothing to go on, to grow on
Not enough evidence
Somehow know
Where do I begin
Now I can understand
What keeps me goin'
There is no master plan
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Believe it
Everythin' leaves me cold
Too many promises
Not enough evidence of my soul now
Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Not enough evidence
Somehow know
Where do I begin
Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Believe it, of my soul
Somehow know
Where do I begin
It's time to take the stand
An' defend your innocence
You can slip through the system
Exploitin' its arrogance
Time to take the stand
An' defend your innocence
You can slip through the system
Exploitin' its arrogance
Not enough evidence of my soul
Not enough evidence
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like)
Of my soul
Somehow know where do I begin
Interrogate the truth
Until you hear what you like
Nothin' to go on, to grow on
Not enough evidence of my soul
Of my soul, of my soul
