The Man Who Knows Best Songtext
von Gavin Castleton
The Man Who Knows Best Songtext
Come tell me my fortune, old prophets and priests
Come teach from the book that′s so often revised
Explain how I look from my savior's eyes
Ain′t it miraculous how you can preach from your knees
No food for the beggar, no love for the thief
No room for the Other in the company you keep
And who is my Lord now—is it father or son
Well the old gods are dead and there's only one left
To the man who know's best for everyone
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
Come make my life easier, young technologists
Just outsource and automate all of my needs
Improve the design of my final disease
And fix all my problems before they exist
The hand that you build may be used as a fist
But you′ll define "progress" however you wish
And what kind of world will we have when you′re done
Destiny's manifested—a virtual success for
the man who knows best for everyone
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
You gotta make my hometown safe, brave Mr. Politician
Who′s gonna save my kids from terrorist commie heathens
Who's gonna make them pay the ultimate price for freedom
Everybody outside′s trying to pop the bubble we live in
What if their truth isn't self-evident
And if they can′t live without what is broken within
"Well there's no eye to eye so don't even try,"
says the man who knows why for everyone
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
Come sing me a soundtrack, my artist and friend
Come make my life feel much more real than it′s been
You used to sing all that I couldn′t explain
now you just buy those you can't entertain
So march to the drum of the numb and the young
You′re the man who knows best for everyone
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline
Come teach from the book that′s so often revised
Explain how I look from my savior's eyes
Ain′t it miraculous how you can preach from your knees
No food for the beggar, no love for the thief
No room for the Other in the company you keep
And who is my Lord now—is it father or son
Well the old gods are dead and there's only one left
To the man who know's best for everyone
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
Come make my life easier, young technologists
Just outsource and automate all of my needs
Improve the design of my final disease
And fix all my problems before they exist
The hand that you build may be used as a fist
But you′ll define "progress" however you wish
And what kind of world will we have when you′re done
Destiny's manifested—a virtual success for
the man who knows best for everyone
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
You gotta make my hometown safe, brave Mr. Politician
Who′s gonna save my kids from terrorist commie heathens
Who's gonna make them pay the ultimate price for freedom
Everybody outside′s trying to pop the bubble we live in
What if their truth isn't self-evident
And if they can′t live without what is broken within
"Well there's no eye to eye so don't even try,"
says the man who knows why for everyone
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
Come sing me a soundtrack, my artist and friend
Come make my life feel much more real than it′s been
You used to sing all that I couldn′t explain
now you just buy those you can't entertain
So march to the drum of the numb and the young
You′re the man who knows best for everyone
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline come
When will the punchline
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