Educated Fool

[Intro] Knowledge [Verse 1: Jackie Hill Perry] We find knowledge in broken bottles from broken houses Got mosaics of pain, when we paint Picasso's Others try to be conscious with college as their motto Some Aristotle's, others are sauders With Protestant problems we try to, find it hiding in other trees It's like we following after our role model, Eve When she found that apple attractive, it wasn't apple she was after It was the satisfaction of wisdom from other masters As soon as she got it, she straight for simple (?), she was after Her heart was always empty because the crook became the captain Now her mind forever looking for a book to make her happy If she look the right way, then she'll know the right things [Chorus: Braille?] The knowledge of good and evil Don't eat from the tree, but they did it You w- you will surely die If fear of the Lord is knowledge Increasing in the knowledge of God [Verse 2: Jackie] Where do I find it? Is it buried underneath? Is it hidden in they souls? Will I hear it when they sneak? When I follow where they seek, would I swallow what they speak? Got a bottle when I dream, sleepy hollow when I think, hmmm It's scary ain't it? It's a monster’s preaching proof Teaching tools that can’t fool spirits, Halloween costumed this truth is Wisdom friend with riches, Colossians is the school Contest for context, and the winner eats the fruit Who wrote it, the seeds are simple yet complex Depends on your perspective, my suggestion is for specs to wreck your train of thought You tracking with me, you acting wittly when you grabbing pennies This ain’t college or common cause for acting filthy [Chorus: Braillle?] [Verse 3: Jackie] How is this knowledge supposed to change us? Should it stay in our brain and remain stuck? Should we use it, to abuse or exchange love? Or maybe quote it to everyone we want praise from? Or maybe I got a problem? We getting to the heart of it If I want to know, that’s not a problem, where is my scholarship? I followed it to the road apostles went when they saw a prophet bent Over with the cross a-sitting on him with intentions to bring us back behind the veil With scars for some who thought they knew he was bound for hell You see their knowledge was foolish, blinding them from themselves They knew the scriptures, yet couldn’t see the difference between a sinner and omniscience If I want to know, I got to know about him Take me back to the garden where we all started doubting Wanna feast on the tree, wanna taste, wanna see, wanna know, wanna grow because that’s all my soul needs: You [Bridge: Braille?] Knowledge Pray to be filled with the knowledge of his will The image of the invisible God Knowledge Pray to be filled with the knowledge The image of the invisble God Increasing in the knowledge of God Increasing in the knowledge of God Increasing, I- I- Increasing Increasing in the knowledge of God