When Jesus saw the pain Of the things done in his name He packed his suitcase and his golf clubs Filled his pockets full of grain
He said: To hell with all of this Then he blew a farewell kiss To be all knowing is quite stressful While ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
Straight from the video store Billy's marching off to war I heard they called our Lady Liberty A greasy little whore Well the market's on the boil We're down a couple quarts of oil The president's reacting Like an old near-sighted Mohel
I'll see you on the other side As our heads implode from blind pride Try to remember these words
Ignorance is bliss Ignorance is bliss Ignorance is bliss
