Holy Sh*t!
I am oh so fascinated
I am oh so entertained
Standing here like a comedian,
I repeat what I say
Again and again and again
Until the meaning has become an imitation of itself.
An impression of an original defeats the fucking purpose.
I don't know where this going,
But it's looking more and more like the same place that we started.
Oh good God, holy shit!
The joke's on us, not on them.
Kids pretending to be astronauts,
Police officers, and firemen.
Oh good God, holy shit!
The joke's on us, not on them.
Kids pretending to be astronauts,
Police officers, and firemen.
And everyone's watching the lead singer in the band.
The guitars exploding to a drum beat that's driving,
It's pretty fucking boring, oh, don't you think?
And of all the things we'd ask,
Of all the ways we'd like for it to be
They're just drunken conversations,
Song lyrics sung at the top of our lungs so desperately.
I believe in a power that is of and by the people.
I believe in an art that cannot be compromised.
I believe that I will endure, and I will overcome.
And I will sing it until I no longer remember the reason.
What was that reason?
I am oh so entertained
Standing here like a comedian,
I repeat what I say
Again and again and again
Until the meaning has become an imitation of itself.
An impression of an original defeats the fucking purpose.
I don't know where this going,
But it's looking more and more like the same place that we started.
Oh good God, holy shit!
The joke's on us, not on them.
Kids pretending to be astronauts,
Police officers, and firemen.
Oh good God, holy shit!
The joke's on us, not on them.
Kids pretending to be astronauts,
Police officers, and firemen.
And everyone's watching the lead singer in the band.
The guitars exploding to a drum beat that's driving,
It's pretty fucking boring, oh, don't you think?
And of all the things we'd ask,
Of all the ways we'd like for it to be
They're just drunken conversations,
Song lyrics sung at the top of our lungs so desperately.
I believe in a power that is of and by the people.
I believe in an art that cannot be compromised.
I believe that I will endure, and I will overcome.
And I will sing it until I no longer remember the reason.
What was that reason?
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Gabel
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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