I don't think you know what you're talking about Your head's full of brains but your heart's full of doubt You'll never know what we're all about I've seen you before and your buffalo head Writing on the walls in the stall where I read You'll never know what we're about Buffalo Head Guess we'll never make the connection I'm getting used to the rejection Just like Jesus Christ, we're misunderstood Somewhere in between children and Robin Hood You'll never know what we're about I've seen you before and your buffalo head Hanging on the wall in the hall of the dead You'll never know what we're about