They

Who made up all the rules?
We follow them like fools,
Believe them to be true,
Don't care to think them through.

I'm sorry, so sorry.
I'm sorry it's like this.
I'm sorry, so sorry.
I'm sorry we do this.

And it's ironic too,
'Cause what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way.

I'm sorry, so sorry.
I'm sorry it's like this.
I'm sorry, so sorry.
I'm sorry we do this.

Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?
Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?

Who are they?
Where are they?
How do they
Know all this?
I'm sorry, so sorry.
I'm sorry it's like this.

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?

Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they
Know all this?
I'm sorry, so sorry.
I'm sorry it's like this.