Here comes once again one inductivist turkey
It goes again for food, its gait is really jerky
But then surprise surprise, the farmer
Is choping off its head
And, surprise surprise, its plan
Has failed the turkey’s dead

Here come once again the conspiracy theorists
They go again for plots, they claim they are realists
But then surprise surprise, data are
Displayed before their eyes
But, surprise surprise, claims turn
Into blatant
Lies that flow down in the talking and the doing
Lies that reach out to the bad thoughts we all want to hide

Here come once again the lords of storytelling
They go again for fools who buy what they are selling
But then, surprise surprise, stories
Don’t help people survive
Except, surprise surprise, for those
Who thrive on their own
Lies that flow down in the talking and the doing
Lies that reach out to the bad thoughts we all want to hide


Here I go again with dark weary words
Here I go again speaking way too much
But then, surprise surprise, I don’t
Mean to change the world
But, surprise surprise, I can’t
Help expressing
Feelings shaped as intellectual constellations
Feelings shaped as mandatory masturbation
Tell me something, in the meantime, tell me something
There’s no point in waiting for the call there’s no surprise