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