Things we think we know are true
The life we live, both me and you
So often isn’t candid truth
I say to this confession booth
What rules are right?
What rules are wrong?
What lyrics tell
A moral song?
These questions, see, exist to ask
Just what, in life, is our great task?
To serve? To smile? Be happy, then
Spread contentment among all men
This school of thought, it threatens, see
Its lessons teach that minds are free
Its courses burned through history
By those that chain; powers that be
The most important thing taught here
Is who to love, and who to fear
Your life is yours, the way you live
The power, yours to keep or give
The many things our guides here teach
Will not comply with those that preach
Nor those who govern, those who reach
For what is yours, an endless leech
There is but one thing you must do
Decide, who do you answer to?
The laws of man, devoid of sense
Or are you ruled by your conscience?