true gospel
it never matters what you truly think
the prize turns to be only fools' gold
and what is written's just a waste of ink
no hero's there to save you on the brink
nor is the story like what you were told
it never matters what you truly think
since each of us is just another link
now this whole history is very old
and what is written's just a waste of ink
don't whine or argue you'll go in the clink
while all the scoundrels still shall be extolled
it never matters what you truly think
as each tortfeasor is passed on the wink
while the examiner will treat you cold
and what is written's just a waste of ink
such is the law so just go have a drink
forget about the foolish and the bold
it never matters what you truly think
and what is written's just a waste of ink