Knowledge

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
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 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
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 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