Lyrics

[Verse 1] I've been thinkin' about parenting my son, you know I've been thinkin' that his manhood has begun, you know I've been thinkin' about ideas I wanna run to inspire him To fire the life that I'm a nun you know I've been thinkin' about wisdom, I'm a let you know I've been thinkin' about things I wanna say, you know I've been thinkin' about traits he's displayed Faith has its way, fate mistakes that I made I've been thinkin' about senses on a board, you know I've been thinkin' about things I would report, you know Thinkin' that life is so short Supply what is wise And how the time flies I've been thinkin' about bark a mole code, you know And the rules of the road, you know Look at him and my heart would explode When to interfere, and when to stand clear [Chorus] The more you know The more you don't know The more you know The more you don't know [Verse 2] Difficult to say what is essential Got a man so unpresidential What am I supposed to tell my child When morals and integrity have all run wild? Can I convey to be understood fully No rise to greatness, not being a bully A man who lies compulsively Got his finger on the button of the military Says he grabs women by the pussy And mocks people with a disability Whose trophy wife is an obvious whore Whose privileged life lacks a spiritual core Who probably stands illiterate And hoards all the money he can get How do I tell my son this ain't the way When the schoolyard bully is the president today? [Chorus] The more you know The more you don't know Road to heaven, baby About to explode The more you know The more you don't know The road to hell, well Lined with fool's gold [Verse 3] I've been thinkin' about temper and advice, you know I've been thinkin' about when to think twice, you know I've been thinkin' about when to sacrifice Throwin' him a bone for when he's on his own I've been thinkin' about furious thirst, you know I've been thinkin' about quenchin' words, you know I've been thinkin' about comin' in first All that that entails like comin' off the rails I've been thinkin' about a concert with Cupid About the things I did stupid I've been hopin' that his heart ain't polluted Winnin' gets to break him, learn from the achin' I've been thinkin' about how to have lunch, you know I've been thinkin' about how lunch [?], you know I've been thinkin' that the world is reprehensible Then you turn around, and joyous love abounds [Chorus] The more you know The more you don't know The road to heaven, well About to explode The more you know The more you don't know The road to hell Is lined with fool's gold