A View From the Valley

You think you can fool me with a scientific book
You think you can catch me with that studied way you look
Always wear a frown as if there's something that I took
Down to your meaningless knowledge

Mellow me with reason that tired old excuse
I'm dangerous, obnoxious and I've been of little use
Now you think you can keep me here for blowing a mental fuse
Well I never took nothing out of a college

Doctor can you tell me what these walls are all about
Doctor can you tell me why the silence is so loud
Cause I see it's been decided who is in and who is out

You think you can free me from these memories I take
Up into my room while you say: 'I hope that we ain't late'
And looking out the window, I can see they close the gate