Conspiracy - The Rentals

I don’t know about our institutions

The fairytales they taught us in class

They never told the truth about anything

That’s just a fact

Awe, no, we’ll never know the truth about Elvis

You say, he’s living in Jim Morrison’s flat?

Hiding away with Princess Diana just trying to relax?

Tell me, what should I really try to believe?

(Conspiracy)

Yeah, tell me and I will try to believe your conspiracy (Conspiracy)

The intel inside The War Room

Is hid behind a code we can’t crack

The secret bunkers down in Grand Central

Are filled to the max

And you say, a hundred and seventy-six miles outside of Vegas

Is where Stanley filmed that spacecraft

That’s where Tricky Dick faked the moon landing

Then had a nice laugh (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)

Tell me, what should I really try to believe?

(Conspiracy)

(Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me; show me, show me, show me, show me)

(Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me; know me, know me, know me, know me)

Yeah, tell me and I will try to believe your conspiracy (Conspiracy)

In the hills, in the hills, in the Ellensburg Hills

Rumors of the paranormal

There’s hole, there’s a hole, Mel’s bottomless hole

It must be some kind of portal

Tell me, what should I really try to believe?

You say, Elvis lives with The Lizard King?

(tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me)

They’re with Princess Di, tell me one more thing…

2Pac and Kurt Cobain, do they live there too?

(show me, show me, show me,

show me)

Is Andy Kaufman still playing tricks on you?

There are UFOs (Conspiracy), Art Bell told you so

They crashed Northwest of here in New Mexico

Check the Baltic Sea (Conspiracy), on the ocean floor

Swear to secrecy and tell me just one more

Conspiracy (Conspiracy)

Conspiracy (Conspiracy)