| Funny how I have realized | |
| People like you so high and wise | |
| Telling us how to live our lives | |
| Speaking 'bout things you just surmise | |
| (Chorus) | |
| They call you Mr. Know-it-all | |
| So proud contriving in your clever mind | |
| But do you really have the balls | |
| Or could it be you're weak inside | |
| And that you've got something to hide | |
| Seems like you always know it all | |
| What ever I say you're never wrong | |
| If this was a game you'd own the ball | |
| Time and again the same ol' song | |
| Look at you you're never wrong | |
| There are people who want ot be | |
| At the centre of every scene | |
| Hard as they try, fail to impress me | |
| I'm telling you now, you're not supreme |