Mark Lenover
Mark Lenover - The Plagiarists songtekst
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When the knell sounds We'll be called to account And to justify All the time that we've wasted ironing the emperor's new clothes The cuckoo's are repeating, 'I know it all, I know.' Just an echoing parody passing it's dross off as gold I know I know Well, I know Of that stylish chapel Where the plagiarists babble And smoke I know Of that great, worm-ridden apple Yeah, the parasite's addle-brained host I know With trend-setting arrogance Fashionable mannequins take their turns They're all blank and ridiculous, wrapped in thick blankets of smoke Now their mockingbird's singing, 'I know it all. I know.' It's a pompous, preposterous, grotesquely meaningless joke Well, I know Of that stylish chapel Where the plagiarists babble And smoke I know Of that great, worm-ridden apple The parasite's addle-brained host