"Out With A Theory" lyrics

Everyone's an engineer on automatic fade
Get the girl a car
An overdue confession, only joining the parade
Proof is in the scar

And they wrote some songs in a Cheap Trick cover band
And they wanted to record in Mitch Easter's garage
But it shouldn't work or it maybe couldn't stand
And it all swept up in part of the mirage

Go
Out
With a theory
Catch the big bang, yeah
Get the boy a coat
Yeah, a cloak of animal skin
For a routine kick
Quick trifle or a shaver
It's a good scheme
One of paper, pen and clock
For simulated heads
To rock

Anytime, the more they played, the longer they had strayed
To the world afar

From like Cheech and Chong in a leaky, smoking van
With its puerile graffiti
"Inhale to the chief"

Go
Out
With a theory
The expanding universe
Get the boys a boat
And hide their dossiers
From the London Sum and Tokyo Agenda
It's a grinding give and take
One of hurry up and rot
To recoup the last advance
Or not