I want to know the secret
Of life and the universe
So I asked of Caesar's daughter
But she didn't say a word
Now the word was there beforehand
Before all the evil speak
It's both what you say and how you say
And sometimes it sounds so cheap
But I don't care what you say
It's in the brain box
It's in your brain box
It's in your dreadlocks
It's in my red socks
I asked the Delphic Virgins
What's in the stars today
And I grabbed a slightly lapsed one
And took her home to play
Now that was no solution
To my inquiring mind
Her thighs had not the answer
I was trying to find
But I don't care what you say
It's in the brain box
It's in your brain box
It's in your dreadlocks
It's in my red socks
He seemed like an old timer
With the knowing hands of a god
He found water in my desert
Without the aid of a rod
It's in the brain box
It's in your brain box
It's in your dreadlocks, dreadlocks
It's in my red socks
It's in the brain box
It's in your brain box
It's in your dreadlocks
It's in my red socks
It's in the brain box
It's in the full stop
It's in the dreadlocks
It's in the dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead fox
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
It's in the brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box
Brain box