We are a nation of doves We get no free lunch We get yelled at Everybody knows They all just want to skin us Sometimes feathers fly And that pisses us off, cause we're not as stupid, as we appear to be We didn't smash the atom That is true, so what Try counting all the faces, that we smashed, my dear We didn't give the world the Pythagorean theorem Yet still we're here, better deal with it Though we're still young, nobody knows what we're up to We are a nation of doves We get no free lunch We get yelled at In one word it's... ...well known.
