There's a fork in every road,
Where you see what's required and find you admire it -
Or, else you're not that way minded... it makes no sense to persevere.
And though it may be inaccurate, well...
On the facts of the matter I'd suspect it's the latter.
There's only one thing that matters -
It just to sever the necks of self important clever dicks.
"That's just not what I wanna do! That's not what I want at all!"
Oh there's a part of me somewhere,
That thinks that I could have some without giving it all away.
If I turn out sad and lonely, you'll know I got it all wrong -
But as long as this wish and the world coexist I'll go on.
The institution requires,
That every mind can be just what it desires and that,
Every mind will desire much the same thing.
And to use the vernacular