Three blind mice   With nothing to do   And when they look around all they see is you      Sitting around   With nothing to say   Ignoring every single problem that comes you way      Three blind Mice   Just running around   Sneaking past you never making any sounds      Sitting around   Your face is blue   Ignorance is bliss, and its coming after you      Now we.... can fight these feelings   Now we.... can start the heeling   Now we.... can bring the changes   Feel the changes, live the changes      Now we.... can start to rebel   Now we.... can start to tell   Now we.... can bring the changes   Feel the changes, live the changes      Three blind mice   Hide in that hole   Pests of the world, not doing what they're told      Sitting around   With your "pesticide"   Think that there's no way that they could hide      Three blind mice   Trick you once again   And you realize that you can no longer mend      Sitting around   Your face is blue   Ignorance is bliss, and it’s coming after you!