Nobody knows everything
We know this to be [bad word] Everything is difficult
Except what's in front of you
But [bad word] even under your nose [bad word] math equations 
And your highs and your lows
And your manic depression [bad word] and it goes
Your parasympathetic nervous system reacts
And you're in fight-or-flight mode

How's the world so small when the world is so large?
And what made the world, could I please speak to who's in charge?
Everything is real but it's also just as fake
From your daughter's birthday party to your grandmother's wake
And your bi-polar illness, [bad word] and it goes
You parasympathetic nervous system reacts
And you're in fight or flight
You're in fight or flight
You're in fight or flight mode

I've tried to know which words to sing so many times
And I've tried to know which chords to play 
And I've tried to make it rhyme
And I've tried to find the key that all good songs are in
And I've tried to find the notes to make that great resounding din

But there's a bad man in everyone
No matter who we are
There's a rapist and a [bad word] living in our tiny hearts
Child pornographers and cannibals, and politicians too 
There's someone in your head waiting to [bad word] strangle you

So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
People love you more, oh nevermind, oh nevermind
In [bad word] fact, Mrs. Robinson
The world won't care whether you live or die, live or die
In [bad word] fact, Mrs. Robinson, 
They probably hate to see your stupid face, your stupid face
So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, 
You live in an unforgiving place.