If I had a son, I'd teach him to hide, All of the evil from out of his mind.
Invisible clearly, the being of pride.
And I call that evil and you call that nice.
And I know, something you don't.
What's fair my dear, see you gotta know.
I know something you don't.
What's fair my dear, see you gotta know.
I've grown older.
Addicted to pride.
So I'll pull the wool over your eyes.
Humility's a turn on.
Being humble it a trick.
I'll take the easy road and never commit.
I know something you don't and what's fair my dear, see you gotta know.
I know something you don't and what's fair my dear, see you gotta know.
I know something you don't, and what's fair my dear, see you gotta know.
I know somehing you don't, and what's fair my dear, see you gotta know.