If I had a son, I'd teach him to hide, All of the evil from out of his mind. Invisible clearly, the being of pride. And I call that evil and you call that nice. And I know, something you don't. What's fair my dear, see you gotta know. I know something you don't. What's fair my dear, see you gotta know. I've grown older. Addicted to pride. So I'll pull the wool over your eyes. Humility's a turn on. Being humble it a trick. I'll take the easy road and never commit. I know something you don't and what's fair my dear, see you gotta know. I know something you don't and what's fair my dear, see you gotta know. I know something you don't, and what's fair my dear, see you gotta know. I know somehing you don't, and what's fair my dear, see you gotta know.