Once we've made sense of our world
We wanna go fuck up everybody else's
Because his or her truth doesn't match mine
But this is the problem
Truth is individual calculation
Which means because we all have different perspectives
There isn't one singular truth, is there?

Hold on
Down and deeper, down we're going
Way down through the floor
Ho-ho
Don't you wanna see what's at the core?

Truth is the icy clear stream we dream about
Drinking from
But if the liquidate liars should they rewire
It's smiling bomb

Hold on
Down and down and down and down
We're melting down their throne
Ho-ho
Down through every superstition
Virgin, whore, and crone

Hold on
Down through all the fear gods
To the very truth alone
Hold on
Down and down we're going to the bone

Truth is the permanent path we laugh about
But then avoid
Thinking we all know the way we strayed behind
Self-destroyed

Hold on
Down and down and down and down
We're drilling through their stone
Ho-ho
Down through every fairy story
Built to keep us prone

Hold on
Down through every government
With gun and guided drone
Ho-ho
Down and down we're going to the bone, oh-oh

Me
Me, on me
To me, to me, to me
Me, on me
Me, on me
To me, to me, to me

Rain all the truth down
Down on me
Raining so much, you make a sea
You make a sea

A sea we can sail
Then sink like a stone
Down to the truth, down to the bone
Down to the bone

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Andy Partridge, Steven John Wilson