It's shape tells us plainly, time inside is curved
It holds Elvis Presley's body, perfectly preserved
When Kennedy came with Monroe, late in '55
The senator carved their names by the overdrive
It's an accident to nature, designed by architects
NASA built it from an alloy, they'd stolen from the Czechs
The Beast Box is dreaming what you believe
The Beast Box is dreaming
The Beast Box is dreaming what you believe
The Beast Box is dreaming
The replica at Disneyland in the big exhibition hall
It's correct to the last nut and bolt, it's nothing like it at all
If a pregnant woman touches it, the child will be shy
And if you glimpse it once, you eventually die
The Beast Box is dreaming what you believe
The Beast Box is dreaming
The Beast Box is dreaming what you believe
The Beast Box is dreaming
In a dream, I'm inside with my kid brother
There's scenes of awful suffering
We're avoiding looking at each other
Then he's pointing to the handrail
It's long of burnished chrome
Saying in that stupid voice of his
"Some of this would look good in the bathroom back home"
Freemasons talk about it all the time
Their hands at funny angles
In moonlight it resembles
A biscuit tin that dangles
The Beast Box is dreaming what you believe
The Beast Box is dreaming
The Beast Box is dreaming what you believe
The Beast Box is dreaming
Juice in the front, juice in the back
A cardboard Gothic frame
They sold it off for scrap last year
To our eternal shame