Hesitating Nation
I don't really even wanna know you
With your backstage wisdom like a boarded up window
Who are we to go and make big plans?
Married in a fever, children in a panic
Deep sea diver, advertising ruin
With the underwater fire, state sponsored pollution
Closing our eyes, blindly to town
Hoping that Mama does not see us now
We've become the world's first millionaires
You know, the ones who just don't care
Can't even taste it but it's really nothing new
And it smells of compromise with subtle hints of confusion
Holidays are working days to us now
We are lifting dead weight and embracing self-doubt
The shirt with the wine stain, the car is not running
A policeman laughs but it's really not funny
Who will save me when I'm feeling this down
All God's children are useless to me now
We have come for solitary fun, debonair
You know, for the ones who just don't care
All of the innocents we've yet to cast out
In a hesitating nation on the way to nervous breakdown
In a certain way, I'm sitting pretty now
I've got a hundred dollar bill to plug the politician's mouth
It's written in the paper, there's a fever taking hold
And now it's everyone gathered 'round the toilet bowl
What a shame and what a letdown
You will be dead before the bottom drops out
All is well so long as you say your little prayers
You know, for the ones who just don't care
You are the one who didn't care
You are the one who just don't care
With your backstage wisdom like a boarded up window
Who are we to go and make big plans?
Married in a fever, children in a panic
Deep sea diver, advertising ruin
With the underwater fire, state sponsored pollution
Closing our eyes, blindly to town
Hoping that Mama does not see us now
We've become the world's first millionaires
You know, the ones who just don't care
Can't even taste it but it's really nothing new
And it smells of compromise with subtle hints of confusion
Holidays are working days to us now
We are lifting dead weight and embracing self-doubt
The shirt with the wine stain, the car is not running
A policeman laughs but it's really not funny
Who will save me when I'm feeling this down
All God's children are useless to me now
We have come for solitary fun, debonair
You know, for the ones who just don't care
All of the innocents we've yet to cast out
In a hesitating nation on the way to nervous breakdown
In a certain way, I'm sitting pretty now
I've got a hundred dollar bill to plug the politician's mouth
It's written in the paper, there's a fever taking hold
And now it's everyone gathered 'round the toilet bowl
What a shame and what a letdown
You will be dead before the bottom drops out
All is well so long as you say your little prayers
You know, for the ones who just don't care
You are the one who didn't care
You are the one who just don't care
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Writer(s): Alexander John Ounsworth
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