But everyone is humming a song
Storm into the boardroom of the conquering elite
That I have just begun to understand
You kicked my legs from under me and tried to take the wheel
I told you
I threw it into reverse, made a motion to repeal

The basket of America, the weevils with the wheat
The milk and honeyed congregation, scrubbed and apple cheeked
That I don't understand
That I don't understand
Now I know that the sun has shined on my side of the street
The rodeo is staged, gold circle, goat ropers and clowns
We're armed to the teeth, born a little breech

Mythology's seductive and it turned a trick on me
But everyone is humming a song
I told you
But everyone is humming a song

Destroy the things that I don't understand
I told you

A rumble in the third act, tie 'em up and burn 'em down
Blue plate special analysts, cells and S.U.V.'s
That I don't understand
And speak a language we don't understand

We can't approach the allies 'cause they seem a little peeved
Salute Apollo Thirteen from the rattle jewelry seats
I wanted to be wrong

I wanted to be wrong
Did you recognize the madman who is shouting in the streets?
I wanted to be wrong
Destroy the things that I don't understand