Lloyd Boyd was conspiranoid Barking chemtrails in the skies Claiming Bill Gates has put microchips In all the chicken pot pies Launching himself in his lawnchair Proving the earth was flat Microwaving his burritos Now he always wears his tinfoil hat Conspiranoia Conspiranoia Conspiranoia Marion Barrion, contrarian 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, contrarian 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 its contеnts on the ground Conspiranoia Conspiranoia Conspiranoia Conspiranoia Conspiranoia Conspiranoia