After the whelming support for my previous contribution on religion I felt it only fitting that I follow it with something for the conspiracists and rednecks here.

Singalong to the new improved lyrics.

Frowned
Secret circles that conspire, wheeling deals within your spiel
Never ending or beginning rednecks feel for the unreal
There is no mental illness they must all be whacked on goon
The government made movies no man landed on the moon
Global warming's climate change is but a scientific hoax
And there's no such thing as atoms whereas gravity's a joke
Like the circles that you find on the score card of your mind

Rabbit tunnels that you follow for the paranormal news
Fakes so hollow that illiterates obtain a sounder view
Like a door that keeps revolving onto Edvard Munch's scream
It's the piffle that you peddle like a half forgotten dream
For unmitigated drivel you are clearly quite unmatched
With minds so full of babble that the brain's become detached
Like the circles that you find on the score card of your mind

Smart meters empty pockets, tin hats jangle on your head
Why did ET go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Ain't no such thing as science and evolution is a scam
The Pentagon owns Pizzagate and all Hollywood's glam
Dali's painting shows us all why Einstein's clocks don't work today
All those Stephen Hawking clones were working for the CIA
How the psychotropic sauces are put in your beans on toast
Why the autumn rain's not falling where the water's needed most

Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on your ever spinning spiel
As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
On the score card of your mind