You might be right
I may be wrong
But then again
Could be both of us
Pointing fingers
Hitching thumbs
All of the figures
Don't add up

Playing dumb...
To what's going on

Going down
What's cooking up
Mixing, stirring
Double barrel guns
Mixed messages
Poured out in throngs
Seeing is believing
Just move along

Playing dumb...
To what's going on

Fistful fighting
To the bone
Ignorance
Is all we know
No standing up
To what we own
Hope for the best
Don't make it so

Playing dumb...
To what's going on