I've seen these conjurers on tv   I thought "How did he do that?"   The rabbit out the hat      Now you're this smirking temporal weight   You say "Let's be clear of that"   Whilst slipping out the back   Persued by the hat   Your drink, your voice a trap      Everybody knows   You're oily operators   You bring it on like Darcy Bussell   Truth and lies seem the same   Semantics got me caned   Semantics got me caned      Unfit of mind but still aware   Of the consequence of that   Your lexicon of crap   It eats away the largest share   Then kills the edges back   Then you'll be on the rack   You can't deflect the flack   Abandoned by the clack      Everybody knows   We won't be obligated   Take your monkey and your parrot   Throw doubt out from the train   Semantics got me caned   Semantics got me caned      Everybody knows   We won't be obligated   Say goodbye to Aristotle   Throw doubt out from the train   Semantics got me caned   Semantics got me caned