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Lloyd Boyd was conspiranoid
Barking chem trails in the skies
Claiming Bill Gates had put microchips
In all the chicken pot pies

Launching himself in his lawn chair
Proving the Earth was flat
Microwaving his burritos
Now he always wears his tinfoil hat

Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia

Marion Barrion, contrarion
Felt Dr. Tony was selling her lies
So to keep from getting the big-bad-flu
She sprinkled cat urine into her eyes

With garlic cloves in her nostrils
And drier sheets taped to her head
Marion Barrion, contrarion
Is now stinking up a hospital bed

Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia

Can lead a horse to water
But you cannot make him drink
You can guide a fool towards logic
But you’ll rarely make him think

Be wary of Conspiranoia
As purveyors, abound
For an open mind too open
Spills it’s contents on the ground

Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia

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