let's be figurative
I hate how people fucking cower before the man.
And I don't mean fuck the man; I mean fuck the people that bow down to him.
And sometimes in the world, you think, "Hmm, maybe I'm not part of that."
And then you hear the people in the world who don't realize that the truth is good say, "He is part of that."
And you think, "Ya know what? if you were in my shoes you'd see the truth."
But it doesn't matter, does it?
Because the world is fake and phony and we're all living through our own "point of view" as Mrs. Hukkleberg's mesmerizing voice allows.
And whoever doesn't wish to see the truth can just shut off their television and ignore the starving children in third world countries, just as their mind hardens to the only quality of humanity that there may be virtue in: sincerity.
And it hits your emotions, but the heart feels a lot more than the mind. And the mind is a beautiful thing. The heart? [gorgeously annoying]
And I don't mean fuck the man; I mean fuck the people that bow down to him.
And sometimes in the world, you think, "Hmm, maybe I'm not part of that."
And then you hear the people in the world who don't realize that the truth is good say, "He is part of that."
And you think, "Ya know what? if you were in my shoes you'd see the truth."
But it doesn't matter, does it?
Because the world is fake and phony and we're all living through our own "point of view" as Mrs. Hukkleberg's mesmerizing voice allows.
And whoever doesn't wish to see the truth can just shut off their television and ignore the starving children in third world countries, just as their mind hardens to the only quality of humanity that there may be virtue in: sincerity.
And it hits your emotions, but the heart feels a lot more than the mind. And the mind is a beautiful thing. The heart? [gorgeously annoying]