THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE
by Debbie Ridpath Ohi (c) Apr/98
(Capo up one fret)

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I think it's time we had a talk, a little talk about you and me
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or should I say you in particular
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our TV...you moved it so it's perpendicular to
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our rug, you say the forces must be re-aligned
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unplug all the phones, oh honey do you think that's wise?
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Why are you giving me that look? You're so uptight!
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The only time you're happy now is on Sunday night 
when you're watching
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X-Files...everyone beware, X-Files...the truth is out there

I think it's time we had a talk
a little talk about your life again
you say our friends have been replaced by
aliens...you say they came from outer space, oh
honey, I think you're getting too obsessed with
Scully, Mulder, Skinner and the rest of them
You tell me, "Trust no one, the world is full of lies"
you think our postman's really Elvis in disguise,
you're watching too much
X-Files....everyone beware
X-Files....the truth is out there

BRIDGE:

Allison (repeating):
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      Clones we're all clones with cell phones and a dose of paranoia
      (cameras come from)
Debbie:
      I watch every show, what's going on? no one knows, I'm confused
Jodi:
      Hey the truth is out there, I think I'm going crazy
      Voices come from somewhere, things have gotten kinda hazy
      Is this a dream, should I puke, should I scream
      where did all those cameras come from?

I think it's time we had a talk, a little talk about the Cancer Guy
Is he really Mulder's dad? and tell me why
Scully always looks so mad hey
maybe she just wants to meet a Mr. Right, have a
baby alien with two heads and overbite, oh
no, I can't believe I'm getting hooked on this show too
hey look outside, our postman's singing Blue Suede Shoes
almost time for
X-Files...everyone beware, X-Files...the truth is out there
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