You know where I come from. You know what I feel. You're Yul Brenner Westworld. Reporting from the field.. I threw it into reverse. Made a motion to repeal.. You kicked my legs from under me. And tried to take the wheel.. I told you I wanted to be wrong. But everyone is humming a song. That I don't understand.. Now I know that the sun has shined on my side of the street.. The basket of America the weevils and the wheat.. The milk and honeyed congregation scrubbed and apple-cheeked. Salute Apollo 13 from the rattle jewelry seats.. Mythology's seductive and it turned a trick on me. That I have just begun to understand.. I told you I wanted to be wrong. But everyone is humming a song. That I don't understand.. The rodeo is staged gold circle goat-ropers and clowns.. A rumble in the third act tie 'em up and burn 'em down.. We're armed to the teeth born a little breech;. Blue-plate special analysts cells and SUV's. We can't approach the Allies 'cause they seem a little peeved. And speak a language we don't understand.. I told you I wanted to be wrong. But everyone is humming a song. That I don't understand.. (Prop up The Omega Man we're primed for victory. God gave us the upper hand there's honor among thieves.. Temper it with arrogance a dash of sad conceit.. The top's down on the T-Bird we're the children of the free). Storm into the boardroom of the conquering elite.. Did you recognize the madman who is shouting in the streets?. Destroy the things that I don't understand. Destroy the things that I don't understand.