Blenderhead lyrics

Flying through a dark prismatic tunnel on a carousel

The earth is turning and you know it very well

Your mind is reeling like ten helicopters wheeling

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

Hey, Blenderhead, they're starting to ask questions

Your transgressions are a danger flashing sign

Challenge conventions and radiate your splendor

And feel those flywheels churn your blender head, yeah

Tally up the gleaming tender 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 lining 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

• Artist:Bad Religion
• Album:Against the Grain (1990)