歌词
Someone tried to patent
His version of the truth
As the one and only
To become king of all fools
Oh little did he know of what it
Means to be sincere
King of fools he really was
That one thing is crystal clear
You are always right and
I am always wrong
Baby that's just how the story goes
Your blinders make you strong
In your echo chamber
You reveal the truth
You're identifying every lie
Deporting all fake news
You are right
You keep preaching alternate effects
Your black mirror swallows and reflects
He then slowly summoned
A hardline entourage
Unquestioned repetition
Ingesting all he barked - no!
Not a single view was shed
Beneath his little realm
His walls where getting higher
Excluding everything that's calm
You are always right and
That's just how it is
And a self-containing filter bubble
Can be such a bliss
In your small empire
You are reigning tough
Every lie can turn into the truth
Unchallenged long enough
He remains unable
To allow the least amount
Of criticism and discussion
So you see:
No doubt requires no proof at all
This is the truth!