Oh no no! The credit's taken
Years and years of fear is breaking
As gentleness stands firmly on the ground
And as we watch this motley display
And talk of how it's much worse today
...anything to distract what is now.
I say no.
You could hug me; you could scratch
You can cut or you can kiss
But there's a place that only I can go
But I won't hide and I won't run
Or live some lie of a chosen one
Some graven image of your jealous god
I say no.
So don't sit back there dumb and lazy
TV screens will make you crazy
Can you say you've done all there's to do?
The traps abound for those that want them:
Drugs, Jesus, or some new sitcom
But look inside and you'll know what to do...
Just say no.
I can't explain; I can't seem to see through
How honesty and diversion are misconstrued
This running away is catching up to you
You've run this race until your blue in the face but it looks like you will run some more...
I stay here - a friend - and nothing need be mended.
But you've blamed us for your bad behavior as you sit yourself up on the cross
And say what you'd like or see this as you might
It's what's inside that makes your world; What's inside that makes your loss
Do you laugh at your namesake?
Do you underestimate the good and bad intentions of those around you?
You know there's more than black and white;
Know there's more than what's in sight because you've used these things to build the walls around you. What's within?
Off the wagon again with coathanger in hand.
I'd understand if you thought past today's mood.
Would you sell tomorrow to forget yesterday?
The answers show that you can't say no as you put that gun up to your nose.
But I won't pretend; I'll say I was sucked in.
I heard your song and worked all day long - for that, I wouldn't change a thing.
I don't want to fight, but this part that I don't like:
You beat them up as you self-destruct and I just can't make you love yourself.
So tell me, is this fuse the best you can do over your speeding cannonball?
At least you accept as much as you shoot straight up - so come now one and all!
We'll see if you choose to move or take this one last fall.
But I'm not there and you're not here.
I'm not there under your speeding cannon ball.
Be honest.
Nothing's wrong with the world today. Nothing's wrong with the reaction. Someone thinks the problem's outside, but they don't see they feed this sickness
The sickness breeds when we look elsewhere. Sickness breeds when we hide things from ourselves. We'd like to say that it was caused by someone else, but we choose this perfect hell here for ourselves
But then the sickness is blessed there by the judge; is worshipped there by the mob; is maintained there by the drug as it gets numbed by the tube
The sickness is blessed by the priest and blessed there by the job, but it won't matter here one bit unless it gets blessed by you.
We'd like to think that we're the goodguys. We'd like to think that we're fairness brought to earth. But we don't see the blinding violence in our wake because we don't see the blinding violence in ourselves.
So some will sit and talk of self-defense and some will sit and say that god is on our side. Self-defense does not mean you start a war. These claims on god show that we just don't know ourselves.
We see no end to this... this sickness blessed destructiveness unless humanity, that's you and me, feels reality.
This beauty and love I feel for this world as it tries. And understand that I'm scared, just like you, to let this go. And in that resentment, I see I'm living a lie. But under all that: a light that's so dark but it shines bright through.