Brainbox

Brainbox I want to know the secret Of life and the universe So I asked of CaesarÂ's daughter But she didnÂ't say a word Now the word was there beforehand Before all the evil speak ItÂ's both way you say amd how you say And sometimes it sounds so cheap But I donÂ't care what you say ItÂ's in the brainbox ItÂ's in your breadbox ItÂ's in your dreadlocks ItÂ's in my red socks I saked the Delphic virgins WhatÂ'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 enquiring mind Her thights had not the answer I was trying to find Repeat chorus 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 Repeat chorus ItÂ's in the brainbox ItÂ's in the full stop ItÂ's in the dreadlocks ItÂ's in the dead, dead, dead fox ItÂ's in the brainbox Brainbox Brainbox Brainbox