People don't know (What they don't know) Words and Music by Paul Snyders She is a victim It's really really unnacceptable That she wasn't prevented From doing something so stupid "Oh Daddy defend me Hey State! Come on and stop me from thinking again I need clear guidance It's an abuse to make me choose for myself Free will is a fiction I'm just being blown around like a leaf Post modernist diction Like you know it don't matter I got shiny teeth Haven't counted my blessings Haven't stopped to feel lucky lately I'm too busy complaining That damned waiter upset me greatly" People don't know what they don't know Desire is vanity, work on your sanity You can be sure that they think, that you think like them You don't learn from mistakes they're gonna happen again A pair of strangers sharing A pile of bills for rich or poor They can't remember who they married Can't remember who they were Don't get excited much no more The tricks all look like reruns So now and then he slams the door and she goes and blows the house fund Forgot about their common purpose Each thinkin the other is getting away By the time they get home from the grinder They just got juice to sit and fade They couldn't tell ya How could it all have gone so wrong They wouldn't recognize thenselves if they were put into a song People don't know what they don't know Desire is vanity, work on your sanity You can be sure that they think, that you think like them You don't learn from mistakes they're gonna happen again He colours all the comics He doodles everyone at school He keeps the notebook secret He knows they wouldn't think it's cool He wants to tapdance He wants to argue with a tree He wishes he were more like Some ultra slick dude from TV He's got his music He's got a cathedral inside his head He's got his pen and paper And when he needs to he can draw them dead No sense enthusing He won't be using what he's given Aint no choosing not to go out and Try to make himself a living People don't know what they don't know Desire is vanity, work on your sanity You can be sure that they think, that you think like them You don't learn from mistakes they're gonna happen again She's sure they're out to get her She lies awake at night over it She can tell he's a secret lecher She imagines him wacking it off in a fit He's got no right to think such things Somebody, oughtta come and haul him away It's getting awkward for her Trying to avoid him every day No use pretending That her discomfort's in her head She knows she's thinking clearly It's just like Baba Wawa said All men are bastards And life's a bitter kind of war Be firm be angry woman You'll get your chance to have a word with a paperwork cop looking, to tally up collars Then you can drop him for a dime It's what ya get fer yer tax dallers! People don't know what they don't know Desire is vanity, work on your sanity You can be sure that they think, that you think like them You don't learn from mistakes they're gonna happen again He knows it's stupid But he feels every which way that it could go and keeps on waxing tragic when he picks high, and it goes low He knows so much better about his kind But knowing doesn't cheer him up a bit can't stand the fetters in his mind can't tell just who put them in it Some folks with letters Some folks who scent the stink of sin He knows he knows them He knows he's one of them himself He must have added wrong This cant be all the fuck there is and then she comes along and he remembers he don't know shit People don't know what they don't know Desire is vanity, work on your sanity You can be sure that they think, that you think like them You don't learn from mistakes they're gonna happen again He is an open hearted boy he's got some mud to make a house He feels his hope his hate his joy He's got his friend to face the world They know it isn't easy They see that life is seldom fair They make the best of things Perhaps their luck will turn next year No sense going on and on Bout the things that you can just imagine Cause there is working to be done Then later we can share a bottle or ten He never learned to hate his family Never got all his love from a picture machine Can't get with this isolation Likes to spend all his time, with warm human beings People don't know what they don't know Desire is vanity, work on your sanity You can be sure that they think, that you think like them You don't learn from mistakes they're gonna happen again She counts the pennies She'll have her ticket in a year She has read all the books in town She is ready to get on out of here She looks at her parents and feels pity Sees her brothers, she feels shame She knows she'll make enough in town To raise her families name No telling teacher how she helped No telling auntie why she cries They know she honours them they know their love is why she tries She'll be a doctor someday She'll come back home and care for them She minds her P's and Q's in silence She can hardly wait for when People don't know what they don't know Desire is vanity, work on your sanity You can be sure that they think, that you think like them You don't learn from mistakes they're gonna happen again
