I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane with a
rabid wolverine in my underwear when suddenly a guy
behind me in the backseat popped right up and cupped
his hands across my eyes. I guessed, "Is it Uncle
Frank or cousin Louie, is it Bob or Joe or Walter,
could it be Bill or Jim or Ed or Bernie or Steve,
I probably would have kept on guessing but about
that time we crashed into the truck, and as I'm
laying bleeding there on the asphalt finally I
recognize the face of my hibachi dealer, who
takes off his prosthetic lips, and tells me:
Chorus:
Everything you know is wrong, black is white,
up is down and short is long, and everything
you thought was just so important doesn't matter,
Everything you know is wrong, just forget the
words and sing along, all you need to understand is
everything you know is wrong.
*- First time : F G
Everything you know is (everything you know is)
Everything you know is wrong! (end)
Solos:
(Baritone Saxaphone Solo:)
(Guitar Solo:)
then into verse)
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