If only I knew.

If only I knew how the real world works  
with its secret turning wheel within wheels,  
then detect the operator's wicked smirk  
 
To expose the thieves and strings they have jerked  
the deaths they have caused with their killer deals,  
If only I knew how the real world works...  
 
Then I'd see clearly that wars have vast perks  
for crooked hands-across-the water schemes,  
and detect the string-puller's wicked smirk,  
 
And shrugs, death of people a business quirk  
as they persue their unholy money dreams  
If only I  knew how the real world works,  
 
And see beyond the blood mist induced murk  
of blasted children, their deafening screams,  
to detect the string pullers wicked smirk  
 
The rebuilding, an inconvenient irk,
For this is where they've seen how bright gold gleams,
If only I knew how the real world works  
And detect the string pullers wicked smirks...