It's All in Your Head

(Tony Martin/Van Stephenson/Reese Wilson
 Momma died young giving birth to a son
 In a home for wayward girls
 Daddy was sidewalk, soapbox preacher
 Looking forward to the end of the world
 Every Friday night he'd pick a Jesus fight
 Down at the local pool hall
 Racking up souls condemning all those
 Caught behind the eight ball
 He said I preach for the light - the light shows the way
 Don't ever trust what the government say
 We never walked on the moon
 Elvis ain't dead
 You ain't going crazy
 It's all in your head
 Lucy was a messed up, dressed up waitress
 With a slightly tarnished heart of gold
 She wasn't half bad for a new step momma
 As far as step momma's go
 Daddy knew she was the one as he baked in the sun
 In a parking lot preaching the truth
 Up shot her hand and she cried, oh, man
 I feel it, yes, I feel it I do
 It's been revealed to me down deep in my soul
 There were two shooters on the grassy knoll
 We never walked on the moon
 Elvis ain't dead
 You ain't going crazy
 It's all in your head
 Let us sing
 It's all interpretation
 To find the truth you gotta read between the lines
 Work out your own salvation
 That narrow path is hard to define
 Heaven's more than a place
 It's a state of mind
 In his quest for truth
 Daddy was moved by the spirit
 To take up a snake
 In a moment of doubt the venom turned out
 Stronger than daddy's faith
 But I'll never forget his dying breath
 The last words that he said
 We never walked on the moon
 Elvis ain't dead
 You ain't going crazy
 It's all in your head
 Let me tell ya
 It's all interpretation
 To find the truth you gotta read between the lines
 Work out your own salvation
 That narrow path is had to define
 Heaven's more than a place
 It's a state of mind
 State of mind
 State of mind...