The title is a play on conspiracy theorists and the lyrics are full of absurd and dark imagery. What, you think ideas spread because they're good No, they spread because people like them So here we are once again Holding, as it were, a mirror up to your mirror Ideas only spread because people like them, the free market of ideas is not a meritocracy, it's a set of unhealthy coping skills and a corporate oligarchy, wake up, man!
I guess it's just something people do A bloody knife to split your infrastructure, wine to rev your motor function Well, you mainline your animus, karate chop your abacus Why to thine own self be true when it is you who are the problem. Will wood is a musical artist known for his unique blend of theatrical rock and dark cabaret He is known for his eccentric and energetic performances, often incorporating storytelling and performance art elements into his shows.
