Went along so I could get along. Always obeying the rules they laid. No harm belonging in a marching throng. A good dupe never knows he got played. It’s just now dawning on me. (Careful who you tell now.) They just want some chump who will nod away at everything they say. Try and step out of line, you’ll see their smiles get gagged and bound. A flash of knives and suddenly you’re stunned, unconscious on the ground. (and thinking) It’s just now dawning on me. (Shoulda seen it coming.) So calm betraying me. Like Judas Iscariot, pull a knife and bury it. “Now why’d you make us do that?” They’ll claim that I’m to blame. The weakest shun the victim. I run away and say in shame, “It’s just now dawning on me!”
