Everything You Know is Wrong Lyrics by Weird Al Yankovic

Everything You Know is Wrong Lyrics

    I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane
    With a rabid wolverine in my underwear
    When suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat
    Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes
    I guessed, 'Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?
    Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?
    Could it be Bill or Jim or Ed or Bernie or Steve?'
    I probably would have kept on guessing
    But about that time we crashed into the truck
    And as I'm laying bleeding there on the asphalt
    Finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer
    Who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me

    Everything you know is wrong
    Black is white, up is down and short is long
    And everything you thought was just so important doesn't matter
    Everything you know is wrong
    Just forget the words and sing along
    All you need to understand is
    Everything you know is wrong

    I was walkin' to the kitchen for some Golden Grahams
    When I accidentally stepped into a alternate dimension
    And soon I was abducted by some aliens from space
    Who kinda looked like Jamie Farr
    They sucked out my internal organs
    And they took some polaroids and said I was a darn good sport
    And as a way of saying thank you
    They offered to transport me back to any point in history that I would care to go
    And so I had them send me back to last Thursday night
    So I could pay my phone bill on time
    Just then the disembodied head of Colonel Sanders started yelling

    Everything you know is wrong
    Black is white, up is down and short is long
    And everything you thought was just so important doesn't matter
    Everything you know is wrong
    Just forget the words and sing along
    All you need to understand is
    Everything you know is wrong

    I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin
    When I got a nasty paper cut
    And, well, to make a long story short
    It got infected and I died
    So now I'm up in heaven with St. Peter by the pearly gates
    And it's obvious he doesn't like the Nehru jacket that I'm wearing
    He tells me that they've got a dress code
    Well, he lets me into heaven anyway
    But I get the room next to the noisy ice machine for all eternity
    And every day he runs by screaming

    Everything you know is wrong
    Black is white, up is down and short is long
    And everything you thought was just so important doesn't matter
    Everything you know is wrong
    Just forget the words and sing along
    All you need to understand is
    Everything you know is wrong

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