I can't talk about politics
my words and values get confused
I can't read the daily paper
I fall asleep during the news
I wish there were no genocide
no hate or poverty
but secretly I think inside,
what does this matter to me?
I'm lost, lost, lost
What do I know, know, know?
I'll never win this fight,
I'll never show, my, true, flag
I wish I knew all of those facts
that everyone loves to spout
I wish I had a clever reposte
but my brain's in a drought
Even when I read the news
or catch it on TV
it's never quite enough to mend
my years of apathy
Because I'm lost, lost, lost
What do I know, know, know?
I'll never win this fight,
I'll never show, my, true, flag
when you lend long diatribes, bout the economy
I wish I knew if you are right, and if, perchance I agree
But I'm lost, lost lost
What do I know, know, know?
I'll never win this fight,
I'll never show, my, true, flag
I'm lost, lost, lost
I know nothing, at, all
I have no pet cause
Got political lockjaw
I- I- I-
so when you jump, on, me,
so condescendingly,
please just know, know, know,
that I didn't read that article,
I didn't take that class, oh no,
I'll talk your ear off bout John Swift
but labor laws, my lips are zipped,
I never pretended to be
on top of foreign policy
Anything that's pertinent
to any social movement,
I'm just not on that continent
I'm sorry!!!
I'm lost, lost, lost
What do I know, know, know?
I'll never win this fight,
I'll never show, my, true, flag
I'm lost, so lost
don't expect much from me
because my world of paint
doesn't need reality |