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Here's the whole truthI know it's trueI made it up myselfAnd I impart it to youIt's not the baitAt the end of your lineIt's the fishing holeWhere all the fish is blindHere's the whole truthI know it's trueI made it up myselfAnd I impart it to youIt's not the driverOf the speedy fast carIt's the engine properThat helps you get where you areTime will show you who you areWe're all just hapless victimsOf knowledge and learning and suchThe man you thought you licked 'emBut you choked in the clutchBrent Black, you said it yourselfIt's an ethereal kind of fluA Mac virus reveals the plotLetras de cancionesOf the fiendish Fu Man ChuHere's the whole truthI know it's trueMade it up myselfAnd I impart it to you(YOU!)It's not the drinkingOf the suds you partakeIt's more the clinkingAnd the toast that you makeTime will show you where you areBrent BlackWhere did you go?They stole your faceAnd you missed the show(Third Verse Repeated 2x)We're all just hapless victimsOf knowledge and learning and suchThe man you thought you licked 'emBut you choked in the clutchBrent Black, you said it yourselfIt's an ethereal kind of fluA Mac virus reveals the plotOf the fiendish Fu Man Chu From Letras Mania