I am walking away, far away from the world's bad eyes. I am walking away, far away from the world's bad eyes.

The world is not a wish-granting factory The world is not a wish-granting factory

World is for fools A web around it wools World is for fools A web around it wools

The poet asks if we are all fools to not understand the science. The poet asks if we are all fools to not understand the science.

By dividing I rule, ain’t it so cool? By dividing I rule, ain’t it so cool?

But they see us as acting fools... But they see us as acting fools...