I know a man and his friend and I know them well I think they're kind of strange but it's hard to tell They've got a box full of secrets that they're giving away I received a tape and I heard it play [Chorus] Trails of colour dissolve in your mind The gates of evil the paths we find You're so self assured it's just a game you play And we're not gonna do a thing that they say Kind of strange kind of crazy kind of out of touch Into something that's nothing if nothing's that much Oh if nothing's that much to you Why try to hide the things that are true Wouldn't it be fair to say That you're not gonna do a thing that they say I know a man and his friend and I know them well I think they're kind of strange but it's hard to tell