pre>intro b b b b b b c b (then) a a a a a a b a (0ver) em dm7 (twice) Em dm7 I'm not selling mola**es i'm not pushing tea Em dm7 I don't appeal to the ma**es and they don't appeal to me Em dm7 I'm not peddling fiction i'm not packaging youth Em dm7 I've got a predilection for the truth Bridge #1 Am dm I can't stand it any longer i can't suffer any more fools Am dm I'm gonna keep on sharpening axes till i've got the sharpest tools C gm I can't access information comin' down the mainframe C gm bm a bm a Those puerile incantations in couplets or quatrains Watch it all run amok now watch those idiots score Till you can't remember that they're idiots any more Watch that stain increasing spreading out across the earth Till you can't remember what anything is worth Bridge #2 I can't stand it any longer i can't listen to any more words I'm gonna keep on sharpening axes till they cut right through this dirt I can't access information comin down the satellite beam All i hear is psycho babble and i don't know what it means Instrumental section, then Bridge #1 (1st half) Verse #2 (1st half) Bridge #2 (2nd half) Bm a Sharpening axes (3 times) /pre>