Well he said, she said, Johnny down the street saidnNietzsche said “God’s dead” don’t fret your little headnWell-bred, well-fed, or better off dead, special ednDarwin said we’re better let slow to we quick to bednnOh boy, St. Loy, better get the big toynSub soy, employ, don’t be a killjoynDecoy, enjoy, get a real McCoynGo ahead wonder boy, bring her on back to TroynnChorus:nWhat’s true for you ain’t true for me,nOne and one and two is three, alright!nSo just sit beneath the lilac treenWe don’t have to disagree tonightnParadigmnnPro-life, pro-war, paradoxic oxymornOn board, be bored, saw it as an either ornClose door, keep shore, hush hush paramournThe keep you safe from communists and thieves and whoresn