Stupid Like a Fox

I've got something wrapped around my finger It's to remember my phones tapped and to be wary of the stranger wanting only to linger I've got a penny for my thoughts It's for the boatman when they silence my opposing thoughts I wish I could fly off to Dublin And free myself from the lie That spells change P-A-L-I-N Sly like a Fox their culture of fear prevents ones from thinking outside the box instead we pick the candidate more likely to enjoy a beer The public eye is blind that misses the truths and removes what is just from the mind and kills common sense in voting booths Did Germany ask the Nazis to change post bellum country? Did the colonials take the British to task only to support their continuing policy? The publics' third eye is shrouded in the fickle People would rather know which couple said good-bye than know how to resolve this pickle America's on life support The truth is covered justice is the only abort legal in our culture of fear and different ideas undiscovered