The weather man's the only one That's talkin' in this house Frozen dinners, different rooms You've been sleepin' on the couch It don't take an Einstein to know That our love used up its flair gun a long, long time ago Go on, honey, tell me that this thing's still love And heaven is below us Hell is up above The sky is green The grass is blue Race cars don't go fast Honey, you love me And yah, the earth is flat Now, you might bring me roses A couple times a year The other 364 It's like I ain't even here We could keep on playin' make believe They say that ignorance is bliss, but, hey, ain't this misery? Go on, honey, tell me that this thing's still love And heaven is below us Hell is up above The sky is green The grass is blue Tomorrow's in the past Honey, you love me And yah, the earth is flat We could keep on playin' make believe Just ignore Columbus; hell, it's third grade geography Go on, honey, tell me that this thing's still love Like heaven is below us Hell is up above The sky is green The grass is blue A wedding dress is black Honey, you love me Keep on tellin' yourself that Honey, you still love me And yah, the earth is flat