Flat Earth Man

I met a man the other day

Who thought the earth was flat

I said man you must be crazy

Where the hell's your tin foil hat

But he spoke with such conviction

And he believed the words he spoke

Something deep inside me

Knew this couldn't be a joke

But why would he believe this

Why believe in such things

Coz everybody knows the earths a ball

And that it spins

You must be pretty crazy

If you think the earth is flat

Coz we all know that it's a globe

And that's a simple fact

So I said

What about the photographs

That nasa takes from space

He gave a knowing smile and told me

Man those things are fake

But what about the videos

That I've seen with my two eyes

What about them he replied

You heard of cgi?

Nasa's faking everything

That you have ever seen

And as for flying to the moon

Well they ain't never been

Indeed my friend they're lying scum

It's there for you to see

Just take some time, look into it

The truth will set you free

Well I was kinda sceptical

But I have an open mind

What he said was interesting

And I've a got little time

So I grabbed my self a doobie

And started watching vids

If nasa's really lying

Then they're lying to my kids

As I watched I got angry

As I learned of the deceit

The global earth deception

Was right there at my feet

Well holy shit this could be true

What if we're not on a globe?

The more I learned, the more I yearned

The more I started to probe

I upturned every rock

Of information I could find

I started to unlock the truth

The war upon my mind

I had a thousand questions

I just couldn't understand

I had to meet that man again

The flat earth man

I called him up that evening

And he agreed to meet

He was very welcoming

And showed me to my seat

He said

I see you've done some research

My open minded friend

I know you have some questions

Which we'll get to in the end

First take a look at whats on these walls

Paintings of a globe

I painted every single one of these

Don't you know

You see back in the day before computers

I was in demand

An artist painting everything

I saw upon the land

Landscapes where my favourite

I was awfully good at those

Many people told me that

They looked just like photos

And then one day I got a call

From a real important dude

He asked me if I'd like a job

Said the money's good

What's the job I asked him

Then I wait for his reply

You'll be painting globes for NASA

Then he promptly said goodbye

Well I was sworn to secrecy

I could not tell a soul

That I'd just got myself a job

With NASA painting globes

My work was published globally

In every magazine

To fool the people of where we live

A truly evil scheme

See we don't live on a globe he said

The earth is truly flat

I've been on the inside

And I know that that's a fact

Well we talked until the sun came up

And my mind was truly blown

This man had challenged everything

That I thought, I thought I'd known

And finally it was clear to me

To why these bastards lie

Finally it's was clear to me

About the reasons why

It's all about control you know

To get inside your head

It's all about the money too

They get an awful lot of bread

50 million dollars man

What could you do with that

That's what NASA gets a day

To hide the earth is flat

You see

If they can get you to believe

That your on a spinning ball

Well things like God and creation

Just make no sense at all

It all exploded from nothin right

With their theory of Big Bang

It's true satanic mind control

From the freemasonic gang

You see it's only Freemasons

That get to go to space

They're the evil bastards

Who are lying to your face

Yeah NASA pretty evil man

The whole things such a fraud

The only reason they exist

Is to hide a loving God