Lyrics Bad Religion

Bad Religion

Blenderhead

Flyin' through a dark prismatic tunnel on a carousel

The earth is turnin' and you know it very well

Your mind is reeling like ten helicopters wheelin'

And you're gonna hit the ceilin' like a mallet on a bell

Hey, blenderhead

They're starting to ask questions

Your transgressions a danger flashing sign

Challenge conventions and radiate your splendor

And feel those flywheels churn your blender

Head, yeah

Tally up the gleaming blender 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 linin' 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 valor

And feel those flywheels churn your blender

Head, yeah