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Who made up all the rules We follow them like fools Believe them to be true Don't care to think them through And I'm sorry, so sorry I'm sorry it's like this I'm sorry, so sorry I'm sorry, we do this And it's ironic too 'Cause what we tend to do Is act on what they say And then it is that way And I'm sorry, so sorry I'm sorry it's like this I'm sorry, so sorry I'm sorry, we do this Who are they? And where are they? And how can they possibly Know all this? Who are they? And where are they? And how can they possibly Know all this? Do you see what I see? Why do we live like this? Is it because it's true That ignorance is bliss? Who are they? And where are they? And how do they Know all this? And I'm sorry, so sorry I'm sorry it's like this Do you see what I see? Why do we live like this? Is it because it's true That ignorance is bliss? And who are they? And where are they? And how can they Know all this? And I'm sorry, so sorry I'm sorry we do this