[GordonJ]

If you are one of us
you know you don't fit in
you struggle to conform
you hesitate to begin

We don't get the them, the
ones over there
the minions of the masses
controlled by stupid men

Thank God you found us and
now you know you are not alone
we will help each other through and
in helping give us more

You and I, we and us all together
marching to the odd ball drummer while
they goose step hypnotized

We take the baton and go in front
down alleys dark and blind
they follow us cause it is what they do
when you control their mind

You have been seeking, looking
knowing we were there,
somewhere and perhaps your inner voice
found our binaural beat
buried in the sky
and you rejoiced when we appeared
at just the perfect time

We knew that you were coming
our bread crumbs insured your path
your random steps now locked in
you've found a home at last

gingerbread walls and candied roof
you can't get enough
you eat it up, beg for more
so we gladly sell you stuff.