Your tree of knowledge is still growing,
There's little in this world you'll leave without knowing,

All I know would fit on a postcard from Disneyland,
Your last request was for some books, paper and a pen,

But when you tried to light your cigarette you fell down in the snow,

The more we learn the less we know,

Monday you threw your back into it, Tuesday you struck gold,
Wednesday you were the talk of the town, Thursday they raised a toast,

Friday you celebrated and by Saturday you were sick,
On Sunday we covered you with earth six feet thick,

They say you can't take it with you but you left 'em all in the cold,

The more we learn the less we know,

(Bridge)

And it's snowing in July, there's people falling from the sky,
They say she survived a fourteen story fall,

He drank eighteen beers in one single gulp
You know I saw it with my own two eyes,

He just opened himself up wide,
And swallowed them all whole,

They say that in the end you leave it all behind,
You spit out the seeds, leave nothing but the rind,

And what of all you learned here? Did it stay or did it go?
Or did your spirit leave its wrapper like a fresh clean bar of soap?

They say its possible to make diamonds from nothing more than a lump of coal,

The more I learn the less I know,

What do I know?