The Flaming Lips - I'm Working At NASA On Acid lyrics

I'm working here and as I press the wrong bu*ton they'll disappear I'm walking here and as I crush the ants below me I'm full of fear Oh, can we ever find out? I'll ask the mountain, oh, can he tell me? I'll ask the sky, does it know why? Why? Why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why... (One, two, three, four...) Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why... Why, why, why, why, why, why... (One, two, three, four...) I man the controls and I'm trying to control Oh, something that can never be controlled, oh Oh, why is anything here I'll ask the insect how does he fly, I'll ask the insect again Oh, does he feel pain when he dies, when he dies When he dies, when he dies, when he dies, when he dies When he dies, when he dies