Everything You Know is Wrong

I was sittin' in the classroom, thumbin' through the pages
Of a white-washed history of well-fed caucasians
Sittin' round, wonderin' what's going on
It makes you want to scream and shout
And they tell ya it's nothing to worry about
'cause the world will always end at your front lawn

They build your life with an endless maze
Of ancient myths and worn cliches
Keep to yourself and quietly go along
Clean your plate, do as you're told
Worship all that's bought and sold
Til everything you know is wrong

Breakfast with conservative columnist
Who dreams his pen is John Wayne's fist
He pounds the world into his narrow view
Laugh at those that don't belong
Quoting patriotic sing-alongs
He wonders aloud what this world is coming to

They build your life with an endless maze
Of ancient myths and worn cliches
Keep to yourself and quietly go along
Clean your plate, do as you're told
Worship all that's bought and sold
Til everything you know is wrong

They place your life on a moral grid
God's scorecard that they keep hid
Then pull out to condemn whenever needed
Hate your life, and all it brings - the trivial materialistic things
And they can't see the show from where they're seated

They build your life with an endless maze
Of ancient myths and worn cliches
Keep to yourself and quietly go along
So, clean your plate, do as you're told
Worship all that's bought and sold
Til everything you know is wrong