Devil Made

Objective truth may not exist But now and then I get the gist And so the paradox persists This fool knows he knows nothing, Uh oh Out on a limb, just on a whim Say fortune is a guessing game A rose by any other name Let's analyze it frame by frame The truth can bend to some degree 'Til what you get ain't what you see There's nothing real, they tell me Nothing's real, there's nothing really to it, Oh? But more often lies shall set you free So the philosophers decree The devil made, the devil made me The devil made me do it. Oh! But more often lies shall set you free But I'm still free to disagree The devil made, the devil made me The devil made me do it You'll fool some people half the time But this fool you can never please The birds more often eat the bees And money seems to grow on trees Heavy the lies that wear the crown The meek shall scatter out of town And when the world comes crashing down We'll see who's in the details The truth can bend to some degree 'Til what you get ain't what you see There's nothing real, they tell me Nothing's real, there's nothing really to it, Oh? But more often lies shall set you free The neuroscientists decree The devil made, the devil made me The devil made me do it. Oh! But more often lies shall set you free But I'm still free to disagree The devil made, the devil made me The devil made me do it