Nothing Better to do

I ain't got nothing better,  

Shut the front door,  

Melted red bricks, it's forever,  

Uncovering truth, it's what we're here for.

Stepping in the shadows, I'm a Meltologist king,  

Bluesy nights and Red Brick dreams, let the revelations sing,  

From Mels Hole to the mountains, melted everything,  

Corporate lies unravel, let the blues bells ring.

We keep on moving, can't be swayed by the spin,  

Digging deep for the facts, ain't no game we playin',  

Shining light on the hidden, to the very end,  

Meltology's rising, in these blues, we blend.

You know what to do, when truth's knocking at your door,  

Stacking red bricks, bluesy rhythms to the core,  

Educate the masses, let the knowledge pour,  

With every revelation, we're ready for more.

Let's do it again, this blues journey we're in,  

Unmasking lies, with a soulful, steady grin,  

Red Brick channel, breaking through the veil,  

Meltology forever, let the journey prevail.