Текст песни I Wanted to Be Wrong (Live) - R.E.M.
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                come 
                                                from
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                feel
 
                                    
                                
                                                You′re 
                                                Yul 
                                                Brenner 
                                                Westworld
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reporting 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                field.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                threw 
                                                it 
                                                into 
                                                reverse,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Made 
                                                    a 
                                                motion 
                                                to 
                                                repeal.
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                kicked 
                                                my 
                                                legs 
                                                from 
                                                under 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tried 
                                                to 
                                                take 
                                                the 
                                                wheel.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                you 
                                                    I 
                                                wanted 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                wrong,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                everyone 
                                                is 
                                                humming 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                understand.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                has 
                                                shined 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                side 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                street.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                basket 
                                                of 
                                                America, 
                                                the 
                                                weevils 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                wheat.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                milk 
                                                and 
                                                honeyed 
                                                congregation, 
                                                scrubbed 
                                                and 
                                                apple-cheeked
 
                                    
                                
                                                Salute 
                                                Apollo 
                                                13 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                rattle 
                                                jewelry 
                                                seats.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mythology′s 
                                                seductive 
                                                and 
                                                it 
                                                turned 
                                                    a 
                                                trick 
                                                on 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                just 
                                                begun 
                                                to 
                                                understand.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                you 
                                                    I 
                                                wanted 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                wrong,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                everyone 
                                                is 
                                                humming 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                understand.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rodeo 
                                                is 
                                                staged, 
                                                gold 
                                                circle 
                                                goat-ropers 
                                                and 
                                                clowns.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                rumble 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                third 
                                                act, 
                                                tie 
                                                'em 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                burn 
                                                ′em 
                                                down.
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′re 
                                                armed 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                teeth, 
                                                born 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                breech;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blue-plate 
                                                special 
                                                analysts, 
                                                cells 
                                                and 
                                                SUV's
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                can′t 
                                                approach 
                                                the 
                                                Allies 
                                                'cause 
                                                they 
                                                seem 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                peeved
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                speak 
                                                    a 
                                                language 
                                                we 
                                                don′t 
                                                understand.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                you 
                                                    I 
                                                wanted 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                everyone 
                                                is 
                                                humming 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                understand.
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Prop 
                                                up 
                                                The 
                                                Omega 
                                                Man, 
                                                we′re 
                                                primed 
                                                for 
                                                victory,
 
                                    
                                
                                                God 
                                                gave 
                                                us 
                                                the 
                                                upper 
                                                hand, 
                                                there's 
                                                honor 
                                                among 
                                                thieves.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Temper 
                                                it 
                                                with 
                                                arrogance, 
                                                    a 
                                                dash 
                                                of 
                                                sad 
                                                conceit.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                top's 
                                                down 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                T-Bird, 
                                                we′re 
                                                the 
                                                children 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                free)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Storm 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                boardroom 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                conquering 
                                                elite.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Did 
                                                you 
                                                recognize 
                                                the 
                                                madman 
                                                who 
                                                is 
                                                shouting 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                streets?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Destroy 
                                                the 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                don′t 
                                                understand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Destroy 
                                                the 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                understand.
 
                                    
                                
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