The Wisdom of Solomon

It would take the wisdom of Solomon, To answer all your questions.
I could fake all that you want to hear, But you cannot change my thoughts.
Throwing all common sense and reason to the leaves.
And you sit there like a 60's flower hippie prophet, Spewing arrogance and junk.
And your reptile brain insists that black is white is black.
Spun like some icon Buddha. Gone but you'll be back.
They hear no evil. They speak no evil
The three wise monkeys see no evil
And now they're told. Think no evil

It would take the wisdom of Solomon, To end this futile game

Void of all responsibility, Encouraged by some inner call.
You fought in God, Your lawless society.
Now your voodoo heads must roll

There's anger in your twisted thoughts, And acid on your tongue.
Tapping away like a zombie robot, Scared that you've been caught
They hear no evil. They speak no evil
The three wise monkeys see no evil
And now they're told. Think no evil
They hear no evil. They speak no evil
They see no evil
think no evil