Lyrics Third Eye Blind – Non–Dairy Creamer

They call it KFC, cause its not really chicken
Hot cheetos for breakfast make a young student sick
And did you ever think someone’s tricking you?
And the guy in the pulpit is a bigot and alas

So what’s it gonna be?
Are you real to me?
Or are you non-dairy creamer?

A new love is burning up for me
Cause one in four American girls has an STD
And you can buy yourself some implants
But you can’t buy a soul that never launched
With your chest popped out
What are you so afraid about?
With your chest popped out
What are you so afraid about?
What are you so afraid of?
What are you so afraid of?

So what’s it gonna be?
Are you real to me?
Or are you non-dairy creamer?

And two gay guys got married
That brought the family to its knees
How did they blow this to smithereens?
Just a couple of queens
How did they do it I’ll tell you now
They brought marriage to an end

What’s it gonna be?
Are you real to me?
Or are you non-dairy creamer?
So what’s it gonna be?
Are you real to me?
Or are you non-dairy creamer?

Mission accomplished
Mission accomplished
Mission accomplished
Mission accomplished