歌词
Talking to myself
Just to know I'm not alone
The world is quite unwell and
I exhibit some of those symptoms
For sure
Strangers in a stranger land
Pass like ships in the evening
Preoccupied by the scary anchorman
And who may have paid for his opinion
These times are crazy complicated
And let's face it
Though Humans are complex they can be simple too
Reactionary beings winging it
Based on Passions, Feelings
And a whole bunch of other Enigmatic Stuff
That's broad in scope
But has at least one thing in common
It's shit I often ponder 'bout
So tell me
Why? Oh, Why's it have to be
That people hate people
Namely themselves and others
And How? Oh, How
Could it possibly be that we're so
Advanced and so stupid at the same damn time
It blows my mind
Oh Why? Oh Why's it have to
And How? Just How
Could it possibly be
Oh, Why
And How? And Why
Yeah
Talking to myself
Just to know I'm not alone
The world is quite unwell and
I exhibit some of those symptoms
For sure
These times are crazy complicated
But let's face it
Though Humans are complex they can be simple too
Reactionary beings winging it
Based on Passions, Feelings
And a whole bunch of other Enigmatic Stuff
That's broad in scope
But has at least one thing in common
It's shit I just can't figure out
Could you tell me
Why? Oh, Why's it have to be
That people hate people
Namely themselves and others
And How? Oh, How
Could it possibly be that we're so
Advanced and so stupid at the same damn time
It blows my mind
Oh Why? Oh Why's it have to
And How? Just How
Could it possibly be
Oh, Why
And How? And Why
Yeah
Written by: W Benton Oliver
