I live in a world, most everyone's crazy

I try to stay inside, so nothing can phase me

I used to watch the news and read the paper, but there's no rhyme or reason

Much of what they tell you are lies

Pull the wool right over your eyes

They try to get ya to believe the lies

A sheep's clothing is a wolf's disguise

They'll pull the wool right over your eyes

I try to get out in the morning and make my way back home by noon

My friends will tell me I'm a recluse, but I don't believe in what they do

You're going down, so down, there's nothing you can do about it

You're going down, all the way down

We've always known you're full of shit

Let me see those hands in the air, everybody shout, shout it out

So you're sick of this shit, do the Harlem Shuffle, ya, do the shuffle, had to do that

They don't care about the people, we got our lives to live and we don't have time to put up with your lies and deception, we're back in the saddle again, Momma

Now the grand illusion's over, for at least another day

Returned the power to the people and took the crooks away