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So

If I raised an army of questions

And marched them to your doorstep

Would I be punished,

Even slaughtered

As if I raised an army of men

Now that fools

Have let themselves be pawns

In a storyline already drawn up

Starring a Pinocchio

Who believes he's a real boy

In a game where the winners

Are those who buy the rules

They sell pamphlets to the losers

On how to beat themselves

Each pamphlet airlifted

Packaged to a target tribe

Hey now, you march in violence

While they'll call out for muzzles

The real strategy is clearer then ever

A total, irreversible victory

Over anybody raising An army of questions

But still I'll march them to your gilded door knob