You're right, i'm wrong

You think I'm just a receptacle for all your dreams ideological
You say that I'm far too skeptical
That my reasoning is illogical
And you're right
And I'm wrong
And you're right

You say my attitude is unacceptable
That I am irredeemable
You say that I should be more professional
That I shouldn't be so impressionable
And you're right
And I'm wrong
And you're right

You say my arguments are irrational
And why don't I dress more fashionable
The words I speak are hypocritical
And the powder you use is biological
And you're right
And I'm wrong
And you're right

Well I've been mocked and put down
Well I've been told I'm only half a man
But I'd like to walk right up
And shake my hand
Give myself a million pounds
A million pounds