Not Talking Squatch

Falling faster than building seven came down Now they're eating their own He waves his arms around Lines his pockets pushing podcast gold Sweating dye Rudy, did you know Was it was an inside job Were you on the inside I'm not talking squatch or if we landed on the moon I just can't believe as the years roll by and by That not one person from the demolition team With a heavy conscience hasn't blown the whistle Or come out to say Yeah, It was an inside job And I was on the inside I've tried sleeping with the wool pulled over my eyes You can move on now there's nothing behind the door But there's no relief your story just don't add up You can move on now there's nothing behind the door I've got questions is there anyone out there left to dial You can move on now there's nothing behind the door If you're going to lie to me Please give me a story that in time I'll be able to forget