歌词
Ooh, ooh, ah-ah
I can scrape off of my face
All the soot from all the places I have been to
Call it knowledge
I can stitch and rip the gash
That was a scar until I scratched and re-invoked it
And call it knowledge
And I won't complain about the blisters on my heel
That we've surrendered to the real
Or the feral dogs who feed on knowledge
I'm a statue of a man who looks nothing like a man
But here I stand, grim and solid
No scarlet secret's mine to hold
Just a century of cold and thin and useless
Sexless knowledge
So I won't complain when my shattering is dreamt by the 99 percent
I'll surrender to their knowledge
'Cause I have read the terms and conditions (terms and conditions)
I have read the terms and conditions (terms and conditions)
And let the record show I agree to my position
I accept the terms and conditions
Well, I woke up this morning and saw the pitchforks at my door
I said I woke up this morning, it was dark still
And there were pitchforks at my door, huh!
And they were shining with a righteousness
No knowledge ever shone before
I have read the terms and conditions
I have read the terms and conditions (next time, let's get raised by wolves)
I have read the terms and conditions (next time, let's get raised by wolves)
I have read the terms and conditions (next time, let's get raised by wolves)
I have read the terms and conditions (next time, let's get raised by wolves)
I have read the terms and conditions (next time, let's get raised by wolves)
Next time, let's get raised by wolves